In Love With Her

I look at the situation
Of us being together
And it gives me peace
To know we are in each other's lives.
We- who just a few moons ago
Knew nothing about each other
Except that somewhere
Someone else went through
Things as hard as what we were going through.
But without the knowledge of who these people were
We had a resentment.
I turn the channel;
I her her name
I listen haphazardly to a conversation;
There she is
I hear someone say something;
It reminds me of her having said it.
These feelings are not as strong
As I would like them to be
But I believe this has to do with
The rocky road I've been on before named Life.
I've been told I'm in love with being in love.
Someone asks me if I'm in love with them.

Maybe I can't say yes or no since for the longest
I've been in love with a thing apart from any substantial person
And I, being not one to cheat,
Have subconsiously locked on target to an emotion so confusing
I know not more of which to write.