Evanstrio

i looked at you
like someone in love.
is it so hard
to believe?
that every decision i had made;
some good,
some bad,
had led me
to you?
that you had been nothing but a dream
to me
until i walked through those doors
and saw you.
i looked at you
like someone in love.
is it so wrong
to say?
those winter walks in the park
as eucalyptus leaves fell around us
were some of the shortest
yet longest
walks I’ve taken.
as if every prayer I’ve ever prayed
had been answered
and came in the form
of a honey-eyed,
wild-haired woman
from my dreams.
i looked at you
like someone in love.
and somehow,
i think i always will.

~lt