Through these eyes,
you are there
in your many incarnations.
From how I first met
the man who drank like a fish
to how I know you now.
Life is change
and there is nothing
I would willingly change about you.
I will stand here still
watching how time tempers
the many sides of who you are,
for love does not pick and choose.
It is a finicky thing
that moves where it will.
And in me, it moves for you.
I don’t have to think of you
every minute of every day
but it’s nice to do so.
The urgency I have felt before
is no longer a part of me
perhaps it is just how this is.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017