My old friend
when presented with this new evidence
told me that I had written
perhaps the most beautiful love story ever
but that it isn’t and never was
about you
for she feels I have created this
myself
I told her
it isn’t over, this beautiful love story
she silently shook her head
amazed or perhaps amused
at the depth of my crazy
but it isn’t over
or at least I continue telling it
for you gave me what I asked for
as you have so many other times before
as long as I am willing to believe
you gave me
by accident or design
the hand I asked for
your hand in mine
or in this case, my hand in yours
And I place my hand in yours
I give you willingly and freely
my hand, my heart, my soul
my story
no
Our story
is not over
how silly I feel now
to have let that doubt return
and run rampant in my brain
for yes, this story is fantastical
and perhaps the most beautiful love story ever
but
it IS real
you’re real
I’m real
we’re real
And together
we will make the future
Ours
1/18/13
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