Reflections of the Past, Visions of the Future

Tying the knot, I thought sowed my soul. Making me a better man, But I discovered the lack. Learning how to respect one another. Loving another at the cost of loving myself. Unrequited pain, a new form of loneliness. The body exposing it through night terrors. Ending with a big bang. I rebirthed being alone. In darkness He did his magic. Cementing my non-negotiables. Yet again I stand with another. Uncomfortable comfortable. Both of us with a checkered past. Trepidation with hands on the wheel. Wiser with a touch of grayscale. A new kind of love we embark. Both of us have probed for faults. Scared of what seems perfection. I stand with her having shaking hands. And a fearful smile from my past. I look over to see her response. For once trepidation turns to tranquil. She reads me like a book. Caring where no one has before. Nurturing my every wince. The chips are landing perfectly.