Cross My Heart

on a necklace given to me by the young man who didn't know he would be my husband

I watched that chain curl
around your finger, and I wondered
what it was
that had you bound,
why you kept it from me.

It rested in your chest
pocket, against the low
thumping
of your heart.

You held it up
in front of me,
And everything made sense
somehow.

A cross:
one you always used to wear,
that I’d never forget
you, no matter what
happens.

A cross:
“because we’re trying,” you said.
And from that day
on, trying,
simply trying, was
all that we could do.

A cross:
like the burden thrown over our
shoulders the moment we stepped
into each other’s lives. And
willingly,
we carried that cross,
and created a lighter
load for the other
in the process.

A cross:
because we stood at a
crossroad, unaware if we would go
our separate ways, or if that was
even an option
anymore.

A cross:
because if not for the role of Christianity
In our lives, we wouldn’t have had any
of this.

I clasped it around
my neck, myself
because it wasn’t a decision
you could make
for me.

And I pulled you
into me, tight, my breath
gone, in every meaning of the phrase,
and the hard
beat of my heart
recoiled off your chest.

As I wore that
cross, peace
consumed me for
the first time
in a long time.

And in wearing it
day to day,
I came to love that cross,
my reminder why every day
is worth living.

Reviews

[OnePiece]

When Both Lover Believe & have Such Hope Any Thing Is Worth Holding On To
& best PArt Of It YOu Have Some Thing Special To Remember Him by HEHE
Love It Love it My Friend HEHE

[H.M. Eccher]

Beautiful. Reminds me of my fiancé and I.

[zainul]

Very sacred feeling of bondage of love and faith.
Enjoyed reading.