Have I met you?

Have I met you already?

I wonder, sometimes, If I have already laid eyes on my husband. Does he know me yet? Have our paths crossed already? 

Maybe I saw him buying lunch at the Loose Goose Cafe. Maybe we walked by one another in Walmart. It's possible that he and I have attended a professional development meeting for work and that we even sat next to one another.

I wonder, sometimes, If I have seen him without truly seeing him... without actually knowing what our futures together will be.

I am grieving the loss of the greatest story never told. I am replaying "Broken-hearted Girl" in my mind and really feeling the lyrics. I don't want to discipline my heart or my body.  I just want to be with him.