I have always had a great sense of direction
No matter where I ended up I could always find
my way back to me.
It took over a year of me-time before I saw him
He wasn’t someone who’d been there all along
Just someone I might have run into in passing.
I never knew him before we met or knew the man he’d
Left behind when we did finally cross paths.
I am thankful for the man he is now
He was the one I never knew I was searching for.
The One that existed despite my attempts
To find him under rocks and in the “comfortable”
Places I had been looking.
My sense of direction is a spinning compass
I get lost in him.
Orions Belt and The Big Dipper are no longer
Guides for me.
I am me…. He is he…