It's Nice To Meet You Again Poem by stephanie Ann Lowe

Tonight,
I spoke with less words,
and more feeling.

It was so nice to see you again,
and it was nicer, to let you see me...again.
I giggled like a teenager,
when you took all those sharp turns,
you are after all

my most dearest friend,
because you were willing to
carry the burden for us,
until we could be friends again.

I'm sure i'll get sad now and then,
but at least for this night, i am happily exhausted
and at peace.
with he who left me
as my lover,
and was waiting for me the whole time.
as my patient best friend..