Pathway

It was standing there and just taking in the moment, that I remembered so much.

We're walking this together. I had forgotten I think; it had been so long since then. Since that.

Standing there at that time, I thought about the path I had been on walking with you -- sometimes ahead, sometimes behind. At some point, I thought I was alone.

Again.
As always.

Then I see your love for me that remains, faithful as ever it has been and possibly more meaningful.

I just wrapped my arms around it and held on as long as I dared while the whispers of love floated around my ears.

"I love you."
"Funny; I was thinking the same thing..."

It was an instant in time, but just taking it all in was delightfully overwhelming. I was happy and being there with you made me that way. For a time, I closed myself off to surrendering myself to that; so often do people leave that I often forget that not all do or will.

For that moment, I forgot that and just allowed myself to be loved and love without thinking it through. It was good. Wanted. Needed. And just when I had thought to let you go and settle for that moment, you hold on a little tighter and a little longer; no, this is better. This is permanent. This is real. Stay here. Live here.

I think I could get used to that again. I really could.