Can we call it destiny? Perhaps it is just fate finding each other.
How did we meet, this man and I?
A picture, a phone call, a conversation that brought us close to each other.
Sharing our thoughts, our experiences, laughing and enjoying each other
Even before we met love was taking hold. Our hearts began to blend,
Strong emotions of love began to grow.
Yet never seeing each other, yet knowing we somehow belong to one another.
How could this be?
We come from different places, he and I
Two people who once belonged to someone else
Two people who lost a marriage we dearly wanted to keep
Two people moving on, looking for change for new opportunities.
Been through years of pain, endured great hardships
Taking care of those whom we loved but could not love us back.
Making mistakes trying to make sense,
Finding each other, really hearing each other and realizing we both understand.
Meeting each other for the first time feeling nervous excitement.
We felt a connection the very first moment we met.
Sweet kisses we shared, speaking to each other words meaningful and real.
We knew then that this was a start of something good, he and I.
Months have flown by, hearts yearning to be together, obstacles in the way from
past situation, learning to wait them out. Frustration, wanting to give up, but
could not give up this love we felt, he and I.
No one would understand, no one could understand what and who we are to one
Love is a funny thing, real love can wait, it can wait to see. Love does believe,
Love can endure, I know and have experienced it. It will not let me move on, not
yet, no never it seems. .
Our two hearts have come together, melting and fusing with each passing day.
Destiny? Fate? Providence? God?
All I know is there is this something that keeps us wanting and needing each
other. Loving each other. Missing each other, he and I.