There is a peace at sunrise

A feeling that anything is possible.

There was always a reason or an excuse

In every potential relationship,

But at its core was a shared sunrise and

A conversation that didn’t happen.

I went to our spot from time to time,

To see the sunrise, not for her.

At least, that’s what I told myself.

I had given up without realizing

I was hoping.

Hoping to see her again.

Hoping to feel what I felt that day.

Hoping she would be there.

And then it happened.

It was once again summer,

It was sunrise,

But this time she was there.

Seeing her again,

I knew I wouldn’t let the opportunity slip from my grasp,

Not a second time.

When the sun had completed its part in our play,

This time, however, I stood up as well.

Lifetimes are only lifetimes

When viewed in reverse.

A cup of coffee became a dinner date.

A dinner date became a commitment.

A commitment became a proposal,

And a proposal became forever.