The Love I Always Knew Was Mine

I am lying here, and I feel the warmth of a love so solid it seems it has always been. I see the face I have cherished, hear the breathing I have come to know as home. My heart rests in a gratitude I cannot put into words — the calm certainty that I have exactly what I wanted. I reach out and the hand that meets mine is warm and real. I feel the rightness of this moment settle through my chest, through my bones. The room is quiet. The love is immense. I know who I am in the presence of another who truly sees me. I am loved fully, and I love fully, and I am exactly where I belong.