You Told Me

You told me.
A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

You told me that I was beautifully fitting for the space left from the one who came before me.
You said this as you kissed my shoulder.

You told me that the sun was setting in your life and only I could bring light back in.
You told me this while you gently gripped my wrist.

You told me the last thought before you fell asleep was how you wanted to feel me tremble as you touched my skin.
You told me that as I closed my eyes.

You told me that you never wanted another woman to take my place in your bed and in your mind.
You tell me this as I lay back anticipating.

You told me that no matter what happens this will be the memory you take with you to your grave.
You told me this as we became one.
© 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt