The Last Letter
I no longer struggle to move forward
Knowing that, in your annals of true romance,
I am not judged by the cover at first glance.
I traveled and circled the ratio of your eyes’ circumference to find trustworthiness.
Though still labeled uncomfortable, I am confident a better title will do me justice.
I will press on, I have yet to convince you that, according to the good book, your thirst is quenchable.
I stand to prove to you that I am more than just your average individual.
Because ruining your life was nowhere near my intention,
Developing something of significance for you didn't come easily.
It all started to unravel at a time least expected,
Feeling your presence drawing close to me even when you were so far.
In the midst of it all, you weren't even at the center of my life until suddenly you are.
Amazingly, you opened my eyes when you allowed me to hold on to something of extreme value to you, as ordinary and obvious this may sound.
When I asked you the next day why would you let me, a person you barely even knew,
You assure me with confidence that you've got nothing to hide.
You forever changed how I used to be so selective, how I’ve approached things in the past.
I suppose you're not average, thus I beg you to return the courtesy and assume not that I am your average beverage.
How you showed kindness to your friends as well as strangers, how your smile captured my heart!
He crowns me with you, a reflection of his love. My only fear is doubting that I may never bear enough fruits to match even a small percentage of what he has done in my life.
Let us take a walk in the light,
Drawing the line between temptations which are meant to be resisted and trials which are to be accepted.
Let the fantasies we are all guilty of be overcome by our good intentions.
This poetic letter, though it may not be coherently well structured, is my truth.
You, in the other hand and in my own definition, lack no substance.
I am grateful for anything but a piece of you,
In a worldly perspective, your wholeness alone completes my incompleteness.
Proverbs 12:4 “A worthy wife is a crown for her husband...”
