It was a Blessing After All

He used to call me sometimes
sometimes late at night
We would spend time together
arguing, talking, making love
holding on to each other
clutching anything that we could share
it was such an emotional time for him
but he didn't want to talk about that
He just wanted to feel free
and to forget about the life that had fallen apart
in his own hands
The day would come when he would have to face things head on
but not just yet
And I came along at just the right time
Like fate had brought us together
I thought he was the one
I gave myself to him completely
and I longed for the day that he would stay with me
instead of disappearing inside himself
But suddenly he was gone for good
He knew all along that he would be gone before too long
but he never said a word
A mutual friend called our time together a blessing
I hurt too much to feel blessed
I knew in my heart that if we had met sooner
there would have been a different outcome
He would have fought harder
life would have been worth living
But we hadn't met sooner
we met when he needed me most
And I was there for him, loving him,
giving him strength when he had none left
I was the one he came to when he needed someone
And though I still miss him and love him
and long to talk to him all the time
I know that my love for him
and my being there for him
was for him; it was what he needed more than I ever knew.
So I guess it was a blessing after all.