I loved you once.
So undaunted by what was.
So completely lost inside of everything
that was you, and me.
A world that we created
with delicate purpose,
to protect, to permeate with contentment,
a feeling of safety in a life
that holds no certainty, of anything.
I loved you once.
And your heart reflected back
my own perfection,
that I might not have otherwise seen.
Now this ache that sits deeply
in the far reaches of my soul,
speaks to me,
although your hands do
hold me in that perfect place once again.
I loved you once.
Before the carelessness
that ravaged our words,
and broke us down
to the very raw core
of ourselves.
So alone,
to regather, to reemerge, to start again.
And now,
I will love you again.
with a heart so full
of hope, and hushed sorrows.
With a new found trust,
in you, in me,
that is the doorway to everything.