Someday, I’m gonna compile all these corny stuff in one corny tome and give it to the hubby when I’m already on my deathbed. Seriously though, happy 11th monthsary to us. Another month had passed and we still kept on growing as individuals…as a couple bound together by our friendship, respect, and love for each other. May we always stay this way wherein challenges are either mere distractions or lessons to be learned along the way.
This November, we have proven once again that though riddled with hair-pulling frustrations and separated by several islands, nothing can stand between this love of ours. Great is a love that has been built because of friendship, of camaraderie, of rising together through the challenges because it’s raw, naked, and unembellished.
WHEN WE LOVE
A speck of dust we once were,
Unaware and languishing in the oblivion,
And then the dust became bones, skin, organs,
But the once speck of dust still feels hollowness.
There’s the mind for wondering,
The eyes for seeing,
There’s the skin for touching,
There’s the nose for smelling
The ears for hearing,
The heart for feeling,
But why does it feel lacking?
As if there’s a dream that cannot be held,
An unspoken purpose waiting to be unveiled,
The once speck of dust continue rising each day,
Questioning those who would listen?
Is there more to this?
And just as the speck of dust is about
to give up, it found love.
Purpose came… an ember suddenly rose
to a roaring flame in its heart.
Answers flooded the heart, the mind, the soul.
So this how it is
when we find the one.
The once speck of dust alive as it had
never been alive before.
So this how it is
when we love.
CKF, 2021 Nov 10
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