Him...

I love him.
I call the guy, whom I love, "Him",
Since that October day.
Simply because,
His name being said,
The sweet names I would call him,
Had to be erased.
Such short name,
Became so hard to say.
I would pause and not continue.
Like a broken record tape.
Whenever I attempted to,
It would hurt me inside.
And would make me want to cry.
Because every time I did,
I would start to think,
And then I’d realize,
How he was not by my side,
No longer drying the tears,
That fell from my eyes.
Not holding me,
When tough times crawled by.
Not even walking around me,
To see if I was fine.
And each day I loved him more,
Not knowing the reasons why...
His touch was always remembered,
His ways memorized.
His unfinished kisses for these lonely lips,
His ways of living, I could not stop to miss.
He made such difference.
His comforting advice,
The things that I learned,
Taught me to appreciate life.
And all he had left for my heart,
Were his footprints of love and pain.
My heart dropped when it was over.
And I swear I felt I'd go insane.
Fake smile, new frown.
3 years went down the drain.
Less love given in those 3 years,
A million times love hit me in ache.
But every day I told myself,
I was the one to blame.
Till that day came,
That day being March twenty eight.
I never knew that with true love,
It could never be too late.
When you’re in love,
When it's true,
You can’t force your love to change....
And on this day,
I have him back,
Praying that it will stay this way.
Now he's not so far,
And with joy,
I now can say his name.
Real love lasts forever...

Dedicated to Ariel...