it was a time,
and I was poised, waiting
so proud of my imminent declaration.
and instead a cold wind rolled through
lazily sitting on my shoulders, goosebumps rising half the speed;
so the realization came later, ego holding strong
what a faltering fool I stood ready to honor him with my love:
mattered not where next we went, a feeling felt should be a feeling expressed--
but the end told me tears and wisdom, worth and confidence.
end it was, oh end it was.