Somewhere in Athens

I saw him in a new light-

In the light of the most intoxicating feelings of love

I didn’t want to at all-

But he made it all so easy-

Loving him is like breathing

I went from a bitter and depressed woman

filled with constant existential dread

to this new woman  filled 

with laughter and hope–

Maybe just maybe his love

cured the pessimist in me

Maybe just maybe his love

Changed me

One thought on “Poetry : Changing

  1. That’s why I dream of train rides at night and someone sits next to you and everything conspires for a connection, a 90 minute conversation and I wish the ride would have continued.

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