A year ago today I saw you for the first time since you lived on Park Street
and by this time I realized you ain’t even need me.
I was a little devastated, but even more I relieved
you were a product of a prayer that I prayed that was my seed.
I planted it and watered it as much as I could
but I needed nurturing for myself so I didn’t do you any good.
You asked me about God if I knew who God was
I thought I had the answer, but the answer then wasn’t enough.
Now that I know it feels a little too late me
but I love you and I love me: myself I emancipate.
Forever is today, the present, the gift.
I tasted forever happily every time that we kissed
I held forever until I had to leave the warmth of your embrace
when I was hurt I lost forever and felt I was displaced from you, from love, from God even
I needed my forever to keep my fragile heart from bleeding.
My cardiac arrested,
my loved for you tested,
my resilience and my patience both tried by rejection.
I care for forever and forever ain’t that bad cause I realized
I am forever the best thing I ever had.