What Love Really Means

*~This poem is dedicated to my grandpa...he died last summer...I miss him so much. I hope you enjoy it!! Please comment and rate...it would mean a lot!!~*

What does love REALLY mean?
I was never really quite sure.
You were a quiet person.
You never really let anyone know what you were thinking.
Everyone thought you were so strong...even me.
But as I watched your lifeless body lay there, motionless, I realized i was very wrong.

I remember the moment we shared on that drowsy, memorable day.
You looked into my eyes as if you were telling me you never wanted me to look away.
So i didn't...i COULDN'T...you were trying to show me something...something you've never shown anyone before.

I could see the pain seeping through...the pain you always hid.
I then realized how deceiving people can be.
Everyone thought you were so strong...they thought nothing could ever go wrong.
It's like for those few moments, you told me a secret you'd never told before...
You wore a mask all your life, and we were never able to tell.
It's amazing how you shared everything with me without even saying a word.
But, you didn't HAVE to speak...because you knew i already understood.

Why did you leave? Why did you have to go?
I never even got to say goodbye...
Now I'm stuck here, I WANT those eyes to lock with mine once more.
I want to tell you I love you, and say all the words i never said before.
I want to tell you my deepest, darkest secrets, because you're the only one who understands.
I want you to hug me like you never have before.
Not one of those loose arm hugs you always gave...NO.
I want one that i can drown in.
I want you here with me forever...but that's only a dream.

Sometimes at night I talk to you...
Do you hear me?
I tell you about my life, how everyone is, although the only thing that's missing is your presence...
the one that made people laugh,
it made people cry...
it made people realize what the words "gentle soul" really meant.

But, maybe you really ARE here...
Maybe you ARE listening.
Maybe you still make me laugh...
You STILL make me cry.
And when I get to thinking about this miraculous concept, I feel your unseen arms wrap around me.
And it's not a loose arm hug.
Not this time...
NO.
This time it's a REAL hug...
you're holding me TIGHTLY...
And you're helping me hold on.

Without your silent presence that I finally found after searching for so long, I would still be living in the past.
I then realize that you're NOT gone...
You're simply unseen.
But nobody sees you like I do...
Because you showed me the REAL you.
That makes us closer than ever before.
And the sun then rises with a warmth filled with such love and compassion that I know you're speaking to me.
We have a connection like no other,
And that will never change.

I'll see you again one day...
Not only in my dreams.
Then we'll spend eternity together.
And I finally understand that i know...
I've ALWAYS known what love really means.
It means one simple word...
GRANDPA.
And you're all mine.
I LOVE YOU.

*it makes me cry every time i read it...plz comment...it would mean a lot to me...thanks!!*