It was love, that tingle in my heart every time I thought of him. The ache within me, the longing to be with him, my pounding heart and my tears that wet my pillow each night we were apart, it was all love.
Now he holds my hand as we walk by the beach. We know we stood the test of time. Today it is still the same love I feel when we look at our children and find the joy they bring to us in eachothers eyes. It is the same love I feel everytime he holds me and his heartbeat tells me he is here for me everyday for the rest of my life.
Now there is no more tingle in my heart but what i do have is a heart that is content. Love still remains it just looks different.
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