week forty-three

oh my sweet one
do you notice my distress?
I ache for you to see me
and ease my troubled mind
to tell me I am perfect for you.
and then it happens
you take my hand
and once again I feel whole
our words spill out after too long
and they sound so similar
they feel so familiar
we share the same aches
my sweet one
and together we can soothe them.
we have fallen in love again
it is a treasure to have this time with you
these hours just us
to slow down and be as we once were
as we are meant to be
oh my sweet one
my heart feels full 
and my smile is real again.