I Knew

There was a moment when I knew. I knew when you played me The Proclaimers. When you woke in terror, pacing and pale, I knew. When I fell asleep, and felt your hand on mine, I knew. It was when I saw your pain, and saw your heart begin to heal. I knew when you sent me an email saying, “I missed you at the party.” I knew when you spoke softly, revealing regrets, doubts, and hopes. When I saw the look of shock on your face as the kite string slipped from your fingers, I knew. When you smiled at your daughter, I knew. You shared a poem with me, and I knew. From the first moment I saw you, I knew. I knew that I loved you in all your aspects, and knew that I’d cherish every moment we share together. I knew that my love for you would be renewed in each moment, and that I’d discover the depth and breadth of you every day, anew. I knew.