When I met you,
I was scared of loving you.
I didn’t have great experience
with the temptress called Love.
I tried to fight it, tried to pretend
that it was something else.
Merely a very acute sense of lust,
possibly a very large infatuation,
or perhaps a very vivid daydream.
However, the more I tried to tell myself
that what I felt for you wasn’t love,
the more the feelings inside of me
insisted I pay them heed, that I listen.
I carried them around inside of me
for days. I was easily distracted,
lost within my own world,
because all I could do was
think about you. You were
in my thoughts and in my dreams,
filling up my words, even those
not spoken or unwritten.
Your love was a constant for me
and it had yet to come to fruition.
You were the one to say the words first,
those three words that evoke a magic
more powerful than any other spell,
more consuming than any other potion.
You looked at me with light shining around you
and you said the three words
that I was afraid to say:
“I love you.”
The light within me grew brighter
and there was nothing I could do,
I couldn’t hold the words back.
“I love you too, Michael.”
With the saying of those words,
a floodgate was opened.
Everything looked different to me,
and the world became something
that I wanted to experience rather than
something I lived in. The sun is brighter and
the world more beautiful because of you.
I never knew that love could be so easy,
that it would be such a gift.
You are a blessing to me every day we are together.
Loving you and being loved by you
is a magic beyond anything I have ever known.
Thank you for filling my life
with a pure and beautiful love.
Loving you is like magic