Uncertainty

We joke that I found you under a rock in the Sourlands.

Our story doesn't exist in a space of certainty.


Never of us knew if this would work.


You had gotten out of a deep relationship and a low point in your life only a few months prior.


I had my walls up and fear about letting a romantic, intimate love in.


I stumbled back and forth trying to wrap my head around your past.


I never knew; I was never certain.


And neither were you.


Those in your life warned you not to move too fast.


You eventually caught up to what they meant.


Now as the newness fades and it becomes real - what are we certain of?


We never knew.



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