by: Michelle Street
I lived every moment fully vulnerable, fully open to the possibility, allowing new love to overshadow past hurt. Every time was new and fresh … a clean slate. Two broken people, letting go long enough to love enough to mend the fragments. Together, scraps were made whole.
Every time was untainted, filled with trust and honesty. Every time the bond grew stronger, the love cemented and I fell deeper. Then, fear and uncertainty were replaced with hope for a future. I stopped fighting it and finally gave in.
Then I woke up … it was just a dream.