My Heart

I just need to remember what it's like to be in
love.
Do I read a story?
Some old poetry?

Do I dance in the rain,
so I can feel the warmth of being
free?

How do I remember the feeling
of love?

All I know is,
you let me remember.

Love is watching the birds glide through trees
and wanting to share that moment.
Love is standing together in the stillness,
and turning to see a dozen deer around us.
Love is sitting in the car, holding your hand,
happy to be traveling alongside you.
Love is going to sleep knowing you are there.
Knowing I will see you in the morning.
And that's okay.
Love is driving 14 hours to see your face
one last time.
Love is believing.
Love is a feeling of trust and respect.
Love is not giving up.
Love is to share.