old poem i wrote

I am not sure how to describe you coming into my life.

You came at such a time…

filled with loneliness, and a growing bean.

I felt so many things being happy was not one of them,

You were funny and I was scared.

Never knowing how long things last or peoples intentions

I kept my intentions simple until you stayed with me

My bean growing… my worry as well.

Our life was not certain…our love was not certain.

Like my bean growing..you grew too

Now we have plans and a future.

How I miss you so when your gone.

I love the simply things that we do.

You almost destroyed what we had.

It is never easy rebuild what was lost.

I still have my bean,,now a spout and I have you,

You could be my future