How quickly you and I have gravitated to the center of each other's beings.
You are a person who doesn't say much. At least about your feelings for me. Because you are on the surface a little conflicted still, about my place in your life.
For some reason, it is not disconcerting. Because it tells me that you consider me carefully. That you take me seriously. That you do not view you and me and us lightly, as if we are something that should not just be seen as a spot of fun.
You are the rational one between us, the one who doesn't cede control beyond a certain point.
You are beautiful in that right.
You have been thinking about us, I know. Despite your words that say you cannot commit and you do not feel ready to give of yourself you do. In your thought and action, already you are beginning to want me in your life, a part of your life. Yet you hesitate.
I know why you hesitate. But I think you don't know how I actually feel, and perhaps I don't either.
Today you said you felt me there with you. As if it was something that you finally felt at last, after these last few weeks.
I think my past scares you, or causes you to doubt me. And that's okay for now.
You said today that seeing me happy and making me happy is your focus and that is enough for you.
But I want to make you happy too. Beyond me and how I feel, I hope you understand how much it also means to me to be able to make you happy too.
I am this unexpected thing that has reared its presence in your life. At a time when you are not ready yet, or at least you feel you are not ready.
Embrace me, Tigger. I will not cause you harm.
I still, however, I know, need to let go. You know it too.
This afternoon of lovemaking was amazing. You and I unable to stay away from one another, as if we had not seen each other in years and needed to make up for lost time.
We are both amazed at how the universe has brought us together. I know that and you know that.
You're gorgeous, Tigger. And I welcome you as this bright, shining light in my life, even at this point when I am still wounded and broken.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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