When words fail me, those eyes are what find me again, bringing me back to some place safe. When I have tumbled down this treacherous road far too many times before, you are the resting stop at the end of it all; Always reminding me that we are already complete and together we only make a beautiful encompassment of what love should be. When darkness finds me, you are the light which reminds me that despite a pointless existence, the meaning we give each other screams with a purpose louder than any twisted, made up story could tell. When the stars shine in the late evenings, my mind wanders back to you my dear and the endless affection I have for every ounce of your being.
And so words may fail me every time darling, but you always find me
in the end.
— A
