Because I’ve said I love you so many times that the words kinda die in my mouth. And I meant it each time with each beautiful woman but somehow it never works out.
But you stood apart in my calloused heart, and you taught me and here’s what I learned: That love is about the changes you make and not just three small words.
I couldn’t be in complete denial,
I knew everything came to an end one day. Even love.
But i couldn’t help my excitement at the thought that I had maybe, just maybe I had found him.
The soul who was a perfectly juxtaposed at the present time but one day we would become in sync with the rhythmic beat of our hearts.
I found myself hearing the choruses of recent love songs that mirrored my intense emotions of love and joy, overwhelming me with images of a future I although was still dreaming of, felt so much closer then they had previously been.
I had found a love whose smile made me warm and whose touch made glow.
I had been through episodes of what I thought was love, but this was entirely different. I wasn’t drowning in that of another person, desperate for a loyalty that confirmed our love nor the other way round.
But I had finally stopped running, I had stopped screaming or yelling even.
I had kneeled to that of a soul whom I saw as gold, who in fact mirrored me and saw the same. It was an equality no one foresaw.
Like the image of something truly amazing, we stopped in awe of each other and fell in love. And that was what I now believe to be love at first sight.