Early morning the sun hasn’t even come up yet here I am wide awake. You lay next to me your beauty evident even as you sleep. I wonder if you know you saved my soul? Before you I was bitter, had given up on love. I swore I would never allow anyone to make me feel the way I felt when my last relationship ended. Not only had my world been shaken by the break up but my heart had been stolen. Not shattered into pieces but gone, stolen by someone I trusted loved me as I loved them. Then you walked into my life, your first smile a building block for my new heart, a wrecking ball to the wall that my bitterness has built up. Even though I never said it you seemingly could sense my apprehension but that never deterred you. You simply let the moments be the moments and as time went on I let you in more and more. Then one day you smiled and like the grinch my heart that you had been building since that first smile grew three sizes that day. And then – the true meaning of love came through, and I found the strength of *ten* men plus two! Today my heart is once again open to love but only to your love. You brought me back, you saved my soul, made me believe in love again. Than you my love sleep well.
Never worry what others think because no matter how strange they think you are true love will always prevail
How do I know I love you?
I know because I would choose to walk through the raindrops with you by my side than bask in the sunshine with someone else.
That’s how I know I love you.
The computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers,
this is the uptown Number 2 train 42nd street, next stop 72nd street. Stand clear of the closing doors.
Its clarity fracturing another legend of old New York City the indecipherable voice of the NYC subway conductor.
On most nights my commute is like one of those Beats headphone commercials, the ones where the athlete put on the headphones and is able to shut out everything in the world around them. I just want to close my eyes, turn up the music and pretend I am anywhere but where I am at that moment. But this Friday evening as I stood in my favorite spot, front of the car back against the forward facing door, I decided to pass my time by observing the commuters on tonight’s uptown number 2 train. One of the great things about this spot is that it affords me a vantage point to take in the entire car and all of its occupants. Tonight’s crowd included the usual suspects. There were the business men in their expensive suits boasting to each other about the big deal they just closed or bitching about the big deal that got away. Never their fault but the fault of some co-worker’s incompetence, or at least that how they were telling it. There was the blue-collar crowd fresh off another exhausting 12 hour shift. Happy to be going home yet too tired to show it. And of course there were the millennials. Happily texting on their smart phones, joking and laughing and talking about what they got into last night and what they planned to get into tonight. Seemingly they had not a care in the world, but probably they were in need of more therapy than anyone else on the train, and in New York everyone needs some therapy. All in all I thought to myself just your usual Friday night crowd on the uptown number 2 train. But then I spied the couple sitting in the middle of the car. She had long hair straight hair with several colors to it and was dressed in an ankle length tie dye skirt and a tan tee-shirt with sunflowers on it. Her wrist was adorned with several bracelets that seemed to go halfway up her arm. She appeared to be in her mid-40s and upon closer inspection it was evident to who ever bothered to look she was quite striking. He was sporting a scruffy looking beard and wearing glasses, blue jeans and a long sleeve pull over shirt. His attire was not nearly as eccentric a look as hers except for his straight out of the 80s canvas Pro Keds, high tops and bright red. Despite what her hippy look and his red high top Keds might have inferred about them they were engrossed not in some counter-culture discussion but the New York Times crossword puzzle. They sat as close as you could get to each other, her leg was draped over his. They argued, they laughed and they got excited when they figured out a particular hard clue. They constantly looked directly into each other eyes and smiled. The look in their eyes gave away what should have been painfully obvious to me by that point, they were very much in love and likely had been so for a very long time. I thought to myself this couple was making their very own Beats commercial. Nothing around them mattered, the only sound they heard were each other’s voices Their world consisted of each other and nothing else and it was clear that was alright with them. When their stop came he folded up the paper and said to her, this is us. They gave each other a quick kiss and instinctively grabbed for each other hand as they ambled off the train. Their interaction with each other brought a smile to my face. One that was much-needed after a long week at work and the desire to reaffirm my fragile belief these days in the concept of love.
The computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers,
this is the uptown number 2 train 72nd street, next stop 96th street. Stand clear of the closing doors.
I’ve been hurt
I was afraid to give my heart to someone again
But I couldn’t give up on love
So when you walked into my life I took a chance on you and gave you my heart
Everyday since then you’ve shown me I made the right decision
I love the way we talk
I love how we listen to each other
I love how we never judge one another
I love that even when we disagree we respect each other
I love how we complement each other
I love how when one of us is down the other one carries the load no questions asked
I love how we’re both committed to us
I love how we work together to get through our rough patches
Most importantly I love you the person I have given the keys to my heart. I’m lucky I didn’t give up on love or I never would have met you and my heart would have never known what true love really was.
The day we first kissed will always be etched in my memory. I can’t describe it but I know it wasn’t like any kiss I had ever had before. It was as if our souls were connected when our lips met. I had known for awhile that you were different. The feeling that I got when I looked at you was unlike any I had before. Your aura seemed to follow me it seemed to be present even when you weren’t around. I chalked it up to nothing more then having a high school like crush on you. But it was clearly something more. The moment i kissed you that much was apparent. There are those that say there is no such thing as soulmates. There are those who say there is but you can spend your whole life looking and never find them. In you I believe…no I know I found mine. A little bit of you was transferred to me with that first kiss so no matter how far apart we are we’re always with each other. With that first kiss I gave you my heart and you gave me yours and years later we still hold each other’s keys. Never to far away from each other to open the other’s heart just to say I love you. A soulmate found, a love affair began, a first kiss that sealed the deal.
Each day I am with you my life is little more enriched, brighten by just knowing you are my partner, My soul burns so bright with the knowledge that we are together and you are the woman who I wake up to everyday. That feeling comes from the aura that you give off, the good person that you are inside and out. I will never let anything happen to you, I will always try to be there to help carry your load when you want me to, when you need me to. No judgments, no preconceived thoughts, just me here for you because I love you