she is

never except in her dreams could she imagine being with him,
in his arms, in his loving presence. she cared for him,
perhaps too much, and he knew. he called on her,
knowing she would come...and she did, to be with him.
scared she was... finally it's happening... she was there in his arms.
speaking sweet words into her ear.
happy she was...to be in this place, at this time... with him.
feeling safe in his arms, comfortably resting at his side.
perplexed she was... "will this last?" she asks herself.
in her hopeful mind, she wishes it will.
she wants so badly for this moment to go on forever.
confused she is... why is this happening now?
why didn't this happen before? what's going to happen now?
she questions. hurt she feels... when she discovers the answers
to her perplexing inquiries.
she was there...
she was naive...
she was stupid to believe in something that she knew deep inside could never be.
and still she hopes for something more...
something deeper... something more true.
but she knows she must be patient, there is a bigger plan,
something greater.
but no matter how she tries to dodge the hurt..
it still is there, unresolved, unrelenting.
she'll never forget...