Because

Because my foolish heart

can’t understand.

My eyes they see,

but can’t comprehend.

How the man that looks like you,

sounds like you, and feels like you,

isn’t the same man that for me,

once stopped time.

Who shut down the chaos,

and ordered my mind.

That patiently accepted the parts in me

I was told that I should hide.

The man that cooled

the volcano in my soul.

Who kept on returning,

giving me hope.

Who steady and calmly

encouraged my dreams.

Who respected and valued

the perspective I’d bring.

The man who’d show up

soaking wet at my door.

Before the sun rose

in the middle of a storm.

Just to spend an hour

holding me while I slept.

Leaving me cookies and coffee

as off to work he went.

I’d roll over and settle into

the warm space left in the bed.

Feeling for the first time,

my starving soul finally fed.

My mind rages against

the truth that you show.

Because if that was all a lie,

then there is truly no hope.