poem for i when meet my "the one"🖌️
I came across an article online that
Said, "you don't say hi or hello when
You meet The One. Instead you say
"Finally".
It took a whole lot of orchestrating
for the Universe to "finally" bring
us together. I recognise you are my person
almost instantly - you have wonder in your
eyes like a child who saw the infinite
galaxies through a telescope for the
First time. I cannot shake
off how comfortable I feel around you
as if I have known you for a thousand
lifetimes. When your hand held mine
as you tried to teach me how to dance like
a non-crazy person on the dance floor, there
was a microcosm explosion of tiny
heartbeats that seem to want out
and join us dancing. I'd love that. Any distraction
to turn you away from my two left feet, frantically racing like they've a mind of their own, and from my funny 'kilig' face even Picasso can't draw.
I swear I almost collapsed when our eyes locked
for the first time that day. And I swear I heard you call my name in a gentle whisper. Also I should stop swearing - hey look what you're making me do. (Haha)
I guess I have thought of love all wrong, all this time. I thought love looked like wearing the same t-shirt in a straight week, with a cigarette
on one hand, and a beer on the other. I thought love felt like pain - again and again - that just won't go away. You are nothing like that.
Your love is gentle warm hugs on rainy and sunny days. You are the brightest star who led me home. Your voice is home. You are home. You have always been. All the times I felt lost - it's because I was. Until you came.
I love you, my finally.
You taught me that we are not just meant to dance in life's thunderstorms - but to dance graciously, and enjoy it.
You told me I have fire in me that won't go away. It is silly you say so
when you have made sparks fly and
kept it that way since.
Some days all I do is make myself jealous. I envy many things that are closer to you than I am. Okay, no. I am not sorry for being jealous just because I am head over heels madly insanely in love with you.
When I cannot contain
myself, its outpour find its way to my pen and
here unto this poem, on its way to you.
"My finally", it read, "you are worth every ounce
of painful waiting."
"Hey, finally, I love you." I should have said this when we first met. Maybe in another lifetime I'd be given a chance to tell you just that.
(An original poem I made - dedicated to "my destiny")
PS, I have tons of photos from museums I have not posted yet. Brace on for more of these pictures and more writings from me, dear Hive friends🙇♀️😍)
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