That one

There is only one.

Only one that knows you, better than you know yourself.

That holds in their hands the fragileness of your existence,

and never lets go.

There is only one you fear.

Not of what they will do to you, but of what they can’t.

It is the empty fear of loss, or never having,

or never having again.

There is only one that you see in your dreams,

whether sleeping or awake.

The one that comes to you in the midst of doubt,

whispering truths, when you need them most,

that you never believed existed.

There is that one you want to……

Walk through luscious green, aromatic parks with.

Stare up at the clouds and make up silly stories with.

Cuddle up in warm woolly blankets with, during cool, wintry days.

Wake up to drive to stores at two o-clock in the morning,

to find medicine to soothe their raspy throat or throbbing head,

without a hint of chagrin or hesitation.

There is that one you will fight with,

and immediately fight for.

That makes you cry over the silliest of things,

and immediately love them even more.

There is only one that you miss,

even when they are in the next room.

That one that causes your arms to ache,

in between the times you embrace.

There can only be one that you desire to…...

Live forever for, and if needed, surrender life for,

break all the rules for,

fight the odds for,

fight the world for.

There is only one you know, you just know……

You will never forget.

You can never let go.

You can never stop loving.

You….you are….

That one.