Hesitantly, I asked,
"Will you be mine?"

I want to love you during every phase; in fact, I always have.
Through persisting sickness and prosperous health.
Through devastating tragedies and fruitful fortune.
Through hopeless wanders and sincere belongings.

I don't look past your flaws; in fact, I know them well.
I hear tiredness in your voice, because you spent too much energy on others.
I see color drain from your face, because you experience everything too deeply.
I feel your guard drop, because you know that no matter what happens, I'm there.

The mirror said gently,
"I always have been yours."



Thursday 19 December 2024