Love is a mysterious thing.

When you wish for someone, you feel the missing piece in your chest.

The loneliness drifts in through the window.

Wrapping around you until you want to cry.

Silence calls your name; then overwhelms you.

He walks in.

His strong arm surrounds your shoulder.

Your heart beats too fast.

His does to but unlike you, he doesn’t show it.

He loves you more than his own life.

He would give so much to keep you.

But he never tells you.

And you don’t tell him how you feel.

Smiles fill your days.

All he thinks of is you.

He’s waiting for the day when he will pull out a little box with a ring in it.

A love so true.