Saturday, November 7, 2009

Just You

I didn't know what I was searching for
So what was I to do?
When you asked me the question, "what do you want?"
Though my brain urged me to answer "just you."

I hesitated to reply when you spoke those words
For I wanted my response to reflect truth
But I didn't know how you might feel yourself
If the answer I gave was "just you"

I think in our conversations
That I've hinted or alluded to
There may have been others before you
But I'd gladly trade them all for just you

The girls and women I had been seeing
Were poor surrogates of Susan in lieu
With no way to compete they couldn't compare
So the winner of my pageant is just you

So we're starting now to discover
An answer that for my life would be true
Our destination isn't as important as the journey
If my companion in travels were just you

We could approach the future together
Even traipse down the aisle to "I do's"
As long as the woman beside me knew as well
Her own answer for me was "just you"

And at the end of our lifetimes
That answer I'd reiterate anew
Of all the things most precious to me
What I loved most dear in life was "just you"

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