My love has struggled to see
beyond the cataract of his right eye,
beyond the hemorrhaging of his left,
beyond the general condition
of his being,
and my ability to fix it.
I waited for him
to finally stand at the edge of acceptance
so we could jump
beyond the known
and fully embrace the free-fall of hope.
I love you Greg. Thank you for trusting me… I promise I will never let go.