Waiting

 

I have known you a life time, but never met you.

You are a piece of me, and I of you.

 

I long to see your face, to feel that I have seen you before,

yet we will lock eyes for the first time.

 

The moment when you are in my arms, fitting perfectly like a puzzle piece –

completing me, completing our family.

 

Without you, my heart was less.

It was full, but soon it will be complete.

 

I love you already, like I have never loved before.

I love you like I love three others – and always will.

 

Every ache and every pain make me wonder if this is the beginning of the end

or rather the end of the beginning.

 

I want to hold you close, protecting you and know that you are safe.

Instead I trust that you are well inside your little world.

 

So I wait, feeling strong and weak, being happy and sad.

I wait with impatient patience.