is it weakness to admit that I wouldn't be ok without him?
or is it strength to say that I would be?
He has read my words: "I would survive." -- That statement hurt him more deeply than I knew. Then, with drunken words, he asked, "do you really believe this could be It?"
This morning it hit me, as it does every morning, afternoon and night: my life would be incomplete without him.
My heart would not be whole, my laughter would be silenced, my smiles would be empty, my touches would be lies. I have known all along that I love him, but only now am i realizing to what extent.
No one else has been my partner, my friend, or my lover as he has. He has forced me to grow, and grow up. He has never shyed away from giving me advice, or his true opinion, even if I don't want to hear it. No other man has been able to do that.
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