Day 42: Me and you

We are not all compatible.

Some of us love fiercely, and sometimes that ferocity is so strong-that it can blow you over.

I, I love you fiercely.

and you, you soften me.

Broken promises, no-shows, and letdowns.

and there you are.

Your love is unwavering, kind, gentle...the yin to my yang.

You're slow to reach your hand over.

and yet...you stay.

without saying it, you get it.

And, I am grateful.

My love slows from an earthquake, and shifts to tiny tremors...barely noticeable.

...except when the heat touches your skin as I meet your outstretched fingers, reminding you that our love is not unlike tectonic plates..shifting, and ever-changing..but working with the motion.

You surprise me in ways I never would've imagined anyone would ever do.

You are gentle, and that worries me.

I am surprised, and that's new to me.

You are patient, and keep your hand out to steady me...like learning how to ice skate for the first time.

You are you, and I am me.

And I want nothing more for it to be just us, sitting in each other's company-for as long as possible.

You show up, and that speaks volumes.

You stay, and the volumes turn into a collection of memories that I play over and over in the library of my mind.

You see me, and I see you...and we find solace in our vulnerability with one another.

We open our pages to each other, and we find peace in the key strokes that are our conversations.

We find ourselves lost in translation, handing one another the tools to decipher our different languages.

And we push on.

Slow, steady, and true.

and somehow the words on the paper are like reading a book, until you can't keep your eyes open any longer.

You are tired, but you go to bed feeling equally refreshed...ready to wake up for more.

And, I am next to you.

Thinking of you, and patiently waiting with my notes at the ready.

see you in my dreams.

-me