The Real Thing

 

The Real Thing

 

For once I don’t feel afraid or confused

For once I’m not second guessing myself.

The Real Thing

 

Every time before

My head and my heart didn’t agree.

I was always waiting for the shoe to drop

Thinking secretly to myself “I love them

But

I’m not sure they feel the same way.”

I didn’t trust them not to hurt me.

I was waiting for the pain that went

With every relationship.

 

Now is different.

My head and heart finally agree.

I’m not holding my breath, waiting

For the other shoe to drop.

I’m not waiting for the pain.

Even though some aspects of my life

Are out of whack, I’ve never felt

More at peace.

I’ve never felt true love before.

 

Someone who still gives me butterflies.

Someone who makes my heart beat faster

With just a thought.

You are truly the man of my dreams.

I love you.

Reviews

[Genie]

Oh what a wonderful experience to have reached this pinnacle, and what a grand way you've let us see the years and the "other shoes" that lead up to the real thing of butterflies. Your final couplet is therefore all the more expressive and makes me, for one, catch my breath in its declaration even as I catch a hint -- perhaps? -- of vulnerability.

Well done!

[BABSIE BEE]

Ohhhh sooooo lovely and happy. Everyones dream come true. You wrote this with your heart and your head...and it turned out fabby !!! I soooo loved this. Thanks for sharing.
Babsie Beexx