IT IS HER

It is her.

The one my heart longs for,

The one who keeps me sane yet drives me insane.

It is her.

The being who grounds me, ensures I'm rooted, yet has me floating in the clouds.

It is her.

The soul that teaches me to be confident but has me weak to my knees,

It is her.

The soil that motivates me to grow yet turns me into a child in need of her love.

It is her.

The lullaby I need to sleep but remains the cause of my restlessness at night,

It is her.

The reminder that continuously lets me know how wonderful I am, but, in her presence, makes me wonder if I could ever amount to her loving kindness.

It is her.

It is her whom I desire to make my best friend, to make my fiancee, to make a mother, to make my companion.

It is her.

It had always been her my eyes danced around the room in search for.

It is her my heart jumps madly for, like a pup at the sight of its owner.

It will always be her I dream of day and night.

Holding her close,

Taking to shows,

Forever peaceful in the meadows, and

Dancing gracefully in our nightclothes.

It was her. It is her. It will forever be her.