My Other Half

He swept me away, held me in his arms, and we were us instead of me or him. He is a mighty river, drenching me with life. We share one breath. We choose each other. Anything he wants, it is his. He is always serving me, always first to check on my needs, always protecting me. He waits on me hand and foot. I am at his disposal. What can I say, what can I bring, what can I sing, how can I show him my happiness, show him that he, and what we have together is always- enough

Years pass, with every look we know more, more seamless. What was it back then, when you looked without knowing, when we were unready, love unexpected, and still saw me. I was standing there, watching you. We see more now, we look harder, frangments under the microscope. You see more of me than me, and I more of you. We are available, poured out in the irrefutable commitment to show each other love.

He’s the most generous soul, graceful and giving, unapologetic, resourceful, wise and with insight, practices love, patience, kindness. He’s consistent, faithful. He delights in good. He chooses his identity deliberately, and daily. It is conscious on his face, under those heavy, winter brows. He disrupts, teases, cultivates. He has a youthful outlook, and all the denial of etiquette. How could he not be adored. To know him, is to love him. He grows and communicates. We change together. He deciphers my moods. He shares the blame. He engages with sincerity. He is with me always. I trust him and sometimes, believe him over myself. He has given that to me. He takes me to heart, an always giving river.

Moments are always new lenses that pass not too fast for choice to intervene, not too fast for the river to carve a new path. We are all a river to those around us. This is what really matters, bringing love to one another. I experience the perfect man. I celebrate him. I rejoice over him. I rejoice over others that love him, over others that love each other.

7 thoughts on “My Other Half

  1. I can appreciate a person speaking with passion about their relationship. I find this refreshing. More of this is needed as it feels lost. I love a love story. Kate, do you feel as though sometimes words are not enough and then you dig deeper to find the right words to express? It’s a never ending chase for words to express your love. There are no words in this world that captures the essence of Love.

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    1. Hi, thank you for appreciating this- I love the old Songs of Solomon and of course, Keats, and all the love stories and poems that do relate the positive process of love. We can be happy and share it. It’s nice to celebrate love.
      I really enjoy your perspective and writing, it too is very refreshing and inspiring. Sorry it took me a while to comment… I’m slowly getting in the habit of online communication:)


  2. Like Mahogany, I find this post really refreshing. So many women bloggers have endured so much abuse, I start to wonder where all the decent guys went. I am happy and relieved you found a decent guy and have related such a great story.


    1. Thanks Timothy, all relationships take hard work right, it pays off when any two people are willing to go the distance. Though sometimes, the only option is to walk away, live with a broken heart, make changes, heal, which is all a part of life and very real too! Thank you for taking the time to comment and express your happiness for me- so sweet!


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