visions

auch

you told me
you loved me
last night and
i cried because
it was true.

i thanked you for what you are,
for helping me
and healing my soul
and making me feel like the teensiest
shard of a human.

"i love you," i said at the end,
"and danke."
(that's german for "thank you," in case you didn't know.)

you told me that
it was no problem, that
you were glad i was happy, and that
"ich liebe dich, auch."
(that's german for "i love you, too.")

it was three in the morning by this point.
i cried and cried and cried
the happiest tears of my life.
why?
because all my life i've wanted to hear that,
and i haven't
until
now.