When I met him 9 years ago,
I didn’t know it then, oh no
But I know it now, that he
Was my husband, or going to be
He makes me feel so good, oh how
Even though I cant see him now
Because he lives so far away
When he does move, he’s going to stay
He’s going to stay near me
And we can finally be
One, where we were once two
But for now I am going to be blue
Because I can’t see him
I know that my chance will be slim
To see him and consummate our relationship
I know that day we will be attached at the hip
But we cannot do anything just yet
Because a date is not set
For anything, his surgery included
All that will come in time, so he has said
I know I can talk to him now
And that elevates my heart, oh how
For this poem there is no end
Because it is like the love I send
Straight to him, of which has no end
~Chrystal
Written on
July 1, 2011