Naive

Yes, I was ignorant of the subtleties -
not aware of how much lay in each day.

It was only a few days, you know.
A short span in an ageless sea of time.

But, that's not what it seems to me.
Now all reversed, seeing eternity in today.

That eternity is the time without you,
the endless minutes I have to pass through.

These songs we casually listened to as one
now cut through my heart like jagged memories.

Your clothes are all too readily available,
your presence all around me in this space.

We've been building a world around each other!
We just didn't know it is built so unknowingly.

It's made of small gestures, mannerisms and flaws.
It's your warmth in an otherwise cold bed.

It's your silent smile to greet me in the morning.
It's the thoughts, the laughs, the glances - the sum.

How I made it to church was a minor miracle.
So I forgot how valuable is your mere presence!

There was a couple in front of me at church.
They innocently slid their hands together.

A simple gesture of mutual affection.
It broke me, right there . . . instantly.

Where does my hand go without you?
Where does my life go without you?

These too are emptied into this sea of eternity.
Realizations are building an ocean out of their worth.

How naive I was not to see it before as I see now.
All of you, every moment with you, is joy and gift.