the one
By Stormcat
I remember that moment well when
I realized that you loved me
It was hard for me to believe even then and I am still
denying it
But I know it was and is still true
I am sad that you can’t be with me
That you have to be free and so are not able to make your
home
in me . . . for there is life in us together but there is
sweet tragedy in us living apart
at the very least I know that I have loved . . .
In you there is that! So I thank you
I thank you for holding my hand
I thank you for sharing wine and making memories of restaurants
and music
I thank you for making love
and sleeping over. I thank you for phone calls
and messages and showing up and traveling to be with me
but most of all I thank you for giving me
a one great love of my life . . .
Yes ...all poets have one great love of their life every couple of years:)
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