everything.

We talk without words.

Lips soft and strong hold me like arms that carry all of the darkest things I’ve burdened you with. And still you stay, hands brushing against cheeks and through my hair. You tuck strands behind my ear and tuck me under your arm so that I can feel as safe and warm as the first night you drove me home. And that’s exactly what you became; my forever home. Your chest, the safest place to lay my head. Eyes so blue that they bring calm after every storm.

And I love you I love you I love you.

In bowling alleys and at kitchen tables and while you brush your teeth. It takes everything in me not to say it every second.