I remember the last time
I said I would never love again.
I remember when ghosts across
my eyes and yesterday’s pain
never left my smile.
I don’t remember when I stopped
fighting the possibilities
or when I began to believe
the honesty in your eyes.
No I don’t remember when your
arms became the only shelter
my heart would accept.
Only that they did.
And when they did your voice
became the only one that mattered