Sometimes it’s hard, fighting you for you.
Wrestling not against my error but against your fears.

Sometimes it’s hard, discerning thoughts you can’t verbalize.
Reading your mind without the gift of clairvoyance.

Sometimes it’s hard, giving you unlimited space,
to find the you I’ve already seen and know.

Sometimes it’s hard, reminding you of the good,
when all you can visualize is the pain and hurt.


Every time it’s beautiful, to share our lives,
seeing the joy and the pain together.

Every time it’s beautiful, the love we share,
enjoying intimacy beyond the simple physical.

Every time it’s beautiful, the mundane of life,
being someone at your side who is companion, cheerleader, friend.

Every time it’s beautiful, seeing your joy,
sharing private moments of victory no one else will see.

Every time…it’s wonder, an awe and contentment for me.
Every time.



16 Comments on “Sometimes”

  1. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Beautiful. You really capture the heartache and the love.

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  2. Meg Sorick says:

    Really well expressed. The parts about the beauty of sharing everyday moments, things that seem mundane but can be really special. Love ya buddy.

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  3. thebrunetteinthepinkscarf says:

    Kevin, you have a way of making my heart hurt just before I lay my head down to go to sleep. So eloquently, though. The mind can play tricks on the heart, visa versa. Visualizing the pain and hurt – I presume this was from past relationships, what the other post was about, etc. if you were never the pain and hurt, don’t start now, Kevin. That is a true testament. There is beauty, even in sadness.

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