This Sweet Love

Those mountains are calling me,
Begging for me to find my way to you.
Snowy and cozy,
Home because you're there.
And if there's one thing you are,
It's constistent.
You keep asking me to stay with you,
Inviting me to warm sandy beaches
Or cobble stoned streets
And each time I'd inevitably say no.

But this:
Those mountains
You beside me
Snow falling softly around us
As we wander amidst the shops
Before you stop me and ask for a dance
To one of my favorite songs -
How can I say no?
You tell me we'll take a train
Listening to nothing but our songs
As we look out at the passing mountains
Covered in fresh snow and trees.
And I can picture our life starting there
Before we invariably change our minds,
Or more specifically I change mine.

And starting it all that way,
I want it all -
The wedding,
The babies,
The house.
Things I swore I'd never want.
And yet,
Here and now,
I still have a hard time telling you I love you,
Those three words having been so tainted
That they ring false,
No matter how true they may be.
And I'm left to decide:
If my own words can't be trusted,
How do I tell you I love you?
Maybe by giving you the one thing
You've been asking for -
Me.

This love of ours,
Traversing the miles
Joining together in such beauty
And heartbreak over the years,
I want it to finally be enough,
And I think that's why I want to say yes.
And as you press your lips to mine,
Your green eyes boring into mine
Such patience and love there,
I know you'll walk with me
No matter where I go,
And for once I don't want you to have to.
I want to give you everything.
And as we rise higher and higher together,
No longer individuals,
I'm falling apart in your capable arms
And I think I just might be willing to let them carry me,
To a train station or wherever you want,
Just so long as you never let me go,
Even, and maybe especially, when I want to run.