Gratitude
When I
found your picture
and wish you all the luck in the world,
I never
thought
there would be a common happiness.
When you replied
to these congratulations,
I never
thought
this common happiness would be true.
When a
vision developed out of mails,
which we hold on almost a year,
I never
thought
this vision would become a reality.
When you're
finally stood in front of me
and I destroyed your plans
you’ve made for this first special moment,
I never
thought
we would live a dream
which most of the other would not even try.
When
everyday life
threw stones on our way
and we managed it together,
I never
thought
there would ever be different ways for us.
When we
started,
to deal no longer open with each other
and no more honest talk about
our feelings,
I never
thought
the end would roll up on us so early and painfully.
When our questions
and fears
broke out of us like a volcano,
I never
thought
we would hurt each other so much.
When we felt like we had
lost our love
and each went own ways,
I never
thought
I'd miss you so badly.
When I woke
up
– months later at night –
and I missed your loving face so terribly,
I never
thought
I would feel so sorry not fought much more for this love.
When I
started thinking about it
and the mourning was sold by cherished memories,
I never
thought
I would have so much gratitude
for each of your gestures,
for each of
your words and
for every moment of your love.
© Cornelia G. Becker
