While I do not share my poetry often here, rarely, to be exact. I don’t know why. It was how I started writing. I wrote to heal, and to clear my mind from the clutter of life. I wrote through my happiness, my memories, and yes… My grief.

So, I have been nudged today because of the writing about meeting my significant other… The days after my Michael passed led me to write.

No one else…

No one else will ever love me the way you did,
you could make me feel at times like I was a kid.
No one else can ever take your place in my heart,
you and I were the best of friends from the start.
No one else could or did make me feel so secure,
you and I shared a love that was so real and pure.
No one else ever took me at face value and cared,
you were the only one who never made me feel scared.
No one else before you ever made me feel like more,
you gave all you had and made it not seem like a chore.
No one else ever made me feel like I could do it all,
you gave me the reason to get up each time I did fall.
No one else looked inside and saw me, the real me,
you gave me the strength to be what I wanted to be.
No one else I ever knew kept their word to me like you,
you made promises you could not keep but they were few.
No one else ever held my heart the way you did and do,
you gave my life more meaning than you really knew…
No one else ever made my life so happy, that’s for sure,
you gave me a life filled with love that was simple and pure…
            No one else, baby, no one else but You…
        You were one in a million, one of a very few…
                            No one else but You…

Belle~