Strange! I am not afraid.
I was not sad then.
when the door closed on me.
I did not mourn.
Because it was a journey you had to take.
You had to leave. And I let you, gracefully
521 days apart.
Each day bearing a renewed hope of getting close to you.
I asked God to take care of you
And meanwhile prepare me to embrace you.
On your return.
From a world of different choices
Of broken roads
But somehow leading us closer each day
I prayed for you a little extra
each day more than the day before
Something told me you’ll need it.
Especially in tracing your way back
To a love that started way before we met