He Waits for Me

From the time I was a small child I could sense his presence. I couldn't always see him, but I knew he was there. This isn't to say I was frightened. No, far from it. I longed for him. Even before I knew what longing was. Our relationship was a strange one. I say relationship, because that's exactly what it was. I was aware of this even as a small girl. He was mine and I was his.