Incredulous Love

I love you. You know I didn’t always — hated, loathed, despised — never ever expected love to enter in. I can’t dispute you deserve the wrath. I let you sabotage my life to shambles yet clung to you as my only hope — such a dope I was — and you. Your ugly face remains the same but changed expansively to something fair, near radiant at times. We’ve blossomed, you and I, my mirror image. I stand before you, humble, calm, amazed to love you.