Valentine: A Journey from My Other Half to My Self

In the BEGINNING, at the surface, we both met, Two strangers, excited and uncertain, yet to set. Down the memory lane, doubts manifold did GROW, Knowing not how we’d together learn and know. Through seven years our journey before us unfurled, From infancy to youth as the coil of time curled. Crafted with CRESTS and troughs were the weeks and days, And you showed me my good and ugly parts lost in a MAZE. I had asked my adolescent dreams to spin me such a soul That completes me and becomes my true WHOLE. But you came and saw my happy, angry and restless sighs, And dug out my FRAGMENTS under the clear skies. I fail to ascertain if you are a friend, lover or foe, In musing about VALENTINE, feelings seem to plateau. I pondered intensely what a mate, a lover, an other half is, He is a reflection of the level of fullness within, the inner bliss. Love truly is not in sweet cuddles, romance and gifts It is one’s core building block, an experience WITHIN that lifts. Through you my love, I heal the broken pieces inside me, In our bond unbreakable, you are a MIRROR forever to be.