Six months feels like so much longer;
Each day our love grows much stronger.
Already, we’ve had crosses to bear;
Already, it’s so much better to share.
I really love having him around;
Keeping my feet on the ground.
I feel guilty now needing my own space;
When I picture his sadly beautiful face.
So many years I’ve lived by myself;
Honestly thought I’d stay here on the shelf.
But lately there’ve been subtle hints,
About leaving more than footprints.
We’ve both been through this before;
We’ve both emerged battered and sore.
Inner conflict between heart and mind;
But I’ve never met a man so kind.
He is my future, of that I’m sure,
And he has a spare key to my front door.
Full time would be such a change of habit,
But I see happiness, should I just grab it?!