I remember when you first said you loved me
my heart then did not belong to you,
it belonged to the wind,
to the sea,
to the sun,
to the moon,  
to my dreams,
to myself,
to many things
none of which you
but,
then you did not give up,
then you made it your mission to make me yours now
and my heart slowly became of your smile,
of your eyes,
of your smell,
of your touch,
of your words,
and before I noticed
my heart had become of your heart
& your dreams had become of my own.
so thank you for then fighting for what is now.