I have not been able to write lately
Too many small pieces
Floating
Scattered
Except for you.
I think of you in the morning
When you are so grumpy with me
And then through every doorway
Every item touched by you
The home we are supposed to build
Together
I know my love for you is crazy and
There is always drama with
Complex minds and families
But I still want you in my bed
Snoring so loudly
I can't sleep
I wonder how your eyes could look soft
Then immediately unrecognizable
Or if we tried hard enough to get pregnant
Or if you meant what you said
Or if we could survive
Anything
I am forcing myself to write
Because it's the only way I know
How to slow my brain down enough
To say:
I am sorry that humans are broken
I am sorry I also have a temper
I am sorry for my volume
I am sorry for reacting
I am sorry for needing you in my life
Not for material necessity
But because I fought this far.
You might not know your feelings or
Know what you need to do all the time
Yet try anyway and always do better
Than what you expect
When I know you can do anything
If you want to
You might never feel my love or
See how often I think about you
Wonder about your safety
Hope that we are meant to be
Want to be happy
With you
You might think it is always worse
But I made a promise to you
And put a ring on my finger
So even if I am gone tomorrow
You need to know
I will always love you
YOU ARE READING
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