You showed me what it is to be loved
To be cherished
To be adored
You made me feel like a princess
Like all my Christmases had come at once
My heart skipped a beat every time you looked at me
My knees felt week when I looked into your eyes
I never believed that this could happen to me.
That I could feel so special, precious and cherished.
You awakened my senses.
You loved thunderstorms, I loved watching the clouds.
Together we watched the kangaroos…… and the snow….
I discovered the beauty of wattle and how it always flowered on my birthday…
You taught me to enjoy food…, the taste, the smell, the cooking….
You turned a key and I began to write – for you….
You were a miracle. A gift, an answer to my girlish dreams.
As we grew up, our dreams became different.
You left and I died.
In time, I consigned you to a foolish girl’s dreams.
I stopped believing in love.
In a joyous, wondrous, extraordinary love.
It didn’t seem to exist anywhere, but in dreams, and books…
Now, waking up from a nightmare, I wonder…..
Were you meant to teach me that love is real?
Is it really OK to expect such a wonder?
Is my soul mate really out there?
I know it’s not you that I want
It’s the love we had, the love I gave and the love I felt,
Our mutual joy in each other’s company, in each other’s existence,
The way you showed me who I was,
Allowed me to be me.
It’s not you that I want,
But there are now things I look for in every man I meet –
Your generosity, your independence, your practicality.
There wasn’t anything you couldn’t do, or wouldn’t try to do.
I don’t remember you ever giving up on anything.
And you loved your mother…
And you were funny…
And you knew how to laugh at yourself…
And you treated me like a princess….
And so I felt like one…
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