Have you ever looked so deeply
Into someone else’s eyes
And known in an instant
That they are life’s greatest prize.
I feel this every morning
When I wake up in your arms
Everyday you complete me
And wow me with your charms.
You are the father of our children
The wind beneath my wings
You are my knight in shining armor
You are there for me no matter what life brings.
I know I can count on you
My partner and my friend
I know you will be there for me
Until the very end.
Andrew know I love you
And all that we can do.
Together we make a team
That can make all our dreams come true.
You are my always and forever
My gift from above
And with you by my side
We can achieve anything my love.
It took awhile to get to know you
But front the beginning I could see
That your heart I knew I wanted
And now you have given me the the key.

You are my husband
I am your wife
We are bound together
Committed for life.

We were one
Now we’re two
An unbeatable bond
Just me and you.

We are complete
We are whole
You complete me
We are one soul.

You swept me off my feet
With your good looks charm and grace.
You looked across the room
And your smile made my heart race.

We danced into the night
Like kids newly in love.
We had something very special
You were my gift from high above.

You were my knight in shining armour
You were the love I needed most.
You were so gentle and so kind
But our love I did not want to boast.

You have always made me feel special.
And said what I needed to hear.
You have been my guardian angel
My true love, a friend I hold so dear.

I don’t want to say goodbye
But I know the time has come.
For you to leave this earth
And go and take care of my mum.

You have been my everything
My world, my soul, my friend.
And I will always love you
I will be here until the end.

You have given me reason to smile
And sometimes course to cry.
But now I know my handsome angel
I must give you permission to fly.

N.B – Written for my Uncle who passed away from cancer.

I never meant to feel this way
To fall in love with you.
I didn’t think it could happen
That you could love me too.
Throughout the ups and downs
You have stood by me,
Allowed myself to live
And through new eyes, life I see.

A loneliness
An emptiness,
A dull, numbing pain.
A void I cannot find.
You ask if it is you and I?
But that I know is real.
I think I’m scared
Of loving you
Not being good enough
Pretty enough
Kind enough.
Not being perfect for you.

We shared a special love
One of friendship
Bodily emotions.
Yet now it is extinct.
Even the speech has gone.
With the words of anger
Hate.
Always prevalent.
Our friendship is lost
Just like our love.

I have felt its tenderness,
Its soft touch.
I thought I understood its meaning
Now I find it cruel and demeaning
Maybe I was just dreaming
But when I saw your eyes gleaming
I knew you were the one for me.

We shared special moments
That I will not forget.
I thought our love was true
But it obviously wasn’t for you
For you those special moments were not enough.
I found out you wanted more
Boy was that rough.

…………………………..

To give one’s heart is hard to do,
However, it is something that I gave you.
My heart was yours, as yours ’twas to me.
So what made you give mine back to thee?
Was it something I said,
Or something I did?
I’m sorry my love
I’m sorry my love
I’m sorry!!!!!!!

This time last year
I was happy.
Now one year later
I’m sad.
For I thought it would
Last forever.
Until everything went
Bad.
It wasn’t how I
Expected.
Love isn’t meant to
hurt.
But now
one year later.
You’ve treated me
like dirt.
Ever since the day
You said you
didn’t have time.
I wished that
you were still mine.
One year goes
So fast.
And even though
I’ve tried.
I can’t put our love
In the past.
What hurts most is
you lied.
Memories are what I
have left.
Even though one years
Gone by.
And although you don’t
Give a damn.
I will not let the past
Just die.

They are the expressions we use, the actions we make and the new language we are learning. Written and created only for you and me. Pioneering into uncharted territories, with blank pages waiting to take their place in the binding of our love, our lives. Although sometimes we may encounter a case of writers block, it is our intellect and renewed commitment that begins the book again.

If love were a book mine would be in the first few chapters, eager for the authors (him and I) to write the next word, sentence, paragraph or maybe even chapter. Sometimes the words just seem to write themselves, forming phrases of love with each letter combining to form an expression of love, with its own complete entity, much like him and I.