A Miracle

My breath is stolen in the thought of him.
In that moment nothing else matters.
I just need to hold on to that feeling.
The comfort.
Everything makes sense.
I'm not longer lost, out of control or hopeless.
I can look in the mirror and see my true reflection.
There is no lie staring back at me.
I'm simply free.
Even without his presence i can feel him
I do not question what he sees in me, but i answer with a smile and without doubt
I do not wish because he is my dream
I do not hope because i will see him again
And i am pleased because I've been able to love again
To me that is a miracle

I was in wilderness when i wrote this. It hurt when i thought of him but i remember before i left he told me so many things to give me hope and i wrote this. i need good and bad feedback, i am stil working on my poem writing skills