I think that it was a while ago when I
decided I wanted to keep him around, not because I
needed him but because I
wanted him there.

I think it was a while ago when I began to
feel a little less broken,
and I realized that I did not
want him to save me,
I wanted him to watch with me
while I saved
myself.

I think that it was a while ago, that day that I realized that
I always loved storms
more than anything else,
and maybe that's why I chose him,
lightning eyes and slightly
loud, a little
misunderstood.
a little
like me.

I think that it was a while ago when we first kissed,
soft and
gentle and
cautious.
and I made him promise that he
would fall in love with my mind
before he fell in love with my body,
and that was when I realized that those who make decisions with
their bodies before their minds
are always in more
than a little bit of
trouble.

I think that it was a while ago,
the day I realized that he'd already fallen,
and I knew
that he saw the shimmering openness in my eyes
before anything else,
and that he saw my heart before
my past.

and I think that was the day I realized
I wanted to stick around for
a while.