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It is Him

by Aleeza 9 months ago in love poems · updated 9 months ago
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He’s the One

It is Him
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It is him.

He’s the one.

~

All else melted away -

The clatter of the lunchroom dishes,

The 500 other students in that room.

~

Nothing else remained.

Just one moment.

~

One look -

Unplanned,

Unanticipated.

~

One glance -

As I stood to go return my tray.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Entering the lunchroom -

Standing in line,

Laughing and cutting up,

Wearing a team jersey,

Getting to know the other players.

~

One nanosecond -

To make the world stop,

To redefine my world,

To be my world.

It is him.

He’s the one.

The new student -

Three years my senior,

Who captured my untamed heart.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

I say to my curious friends.

That’s who I am going to marry.

No way, they say.

He is a senior!

He has a girlfriend!

~

It is him.

He’s the one.

Just wait and see.

~

Four years later.

He finally sees me.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

For whom my heart waited.

Quietly, him not knowing I knew.

Patiently, him not knowing my name.

Almost, but never forgotten.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Who I knew would come to me,

Because it only took one look,

One incidental moment,

To recognize the love of my life.

~

Against all odds -

Different locations,

Placeholder loves,

Wartime service,

No communication,

No shared friends.

~

Four years of waiting

For him to look my way,

And it only took one moment,

One chance encounter,

One unexpected glance.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Who looked up from the table,

At the moment I was passing,

Neither knowing the other was there.

~

Until our eyes connected our souls.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Whose smile mesmerized my world -

Yet again,

As fresh as if it were the first time.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Whose world slowly melted away,

As mine had four years before.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

My soul loved and waited for.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Whose soul waited for me.

~

It is him.

He’s the one,

Those three word refrains laughed at,

Those three word refrains that held on,

Still ring true today.

~

It is him.

He’s the one.

And thirty years later,

It is still him.

He’s still the one.

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About the author

Aleeza

Love to write. Love to connect. Love to learn. Love to observe. My writing is my bio. I am found in what I write, I am in the music that surrounds me, I am the reader in reflection.

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