Dear person of ex-significance,
I am writing to thank you for your inability
to see the incredible parts of my lover.
Thank you for being insufficient, fearful, and broken.
Words can hardly express how happy I am that
you failed miserably,
although I am sorry she had to hurt because of you.
To be clear: I don’t think you are a bad person.
I’m sure that you are decent enough,
but you just couldn’t commit,
at least not in the way she needed you to.
She is special, this one.
She’s like no one I’ve ever known.
With her chickens, gardens, and quirky sense of humor
and her shoulders, freckled from the sun,
her smile that could light a room,
and words that bring me to my knees.
She’s a mother, through and through,
loving children from many other mothers.
It is her greatest calling in life,
although loving me is a very close second.
Thank you, again.
I am glad you left
so I could find her
and make her mine.
I’ll tell you a secret, though.
I am not supposed to say this,
Because I haven’t even told her yet,
but I am going to marry her.
I see the ‘yes’ in her eyes.
It’s been there for quite some time now,
much in the same way the question has been
poised on my lips
ready to take a head first and fearless dive
Her present and future
Love elephant and want to go steady?
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Author: Mk Michaels
Editor: Renée Picard
Photo: Wikipedia Commons
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