just look into her eyes.
they'll tell you.
the insecurity, when you
take her out for the first time.
the dazed look, after
you kiss her for the first time
and it's magical.
the confusion, at 3:30 am
when the only thing
that can help you, heal you,
is her comfort, her arms around yours.
the tentativeness, when she
tells you she loves you for
the first time, waiting for
you to say it back.
the mischief, when you
guys are climbing out her window at
2:00 in the morning, trying not
to get caught by her dad.
the coldness, when
she decides that she's better
off without you for a while.
the pain, when she sees
how terribly you're doing
without her.
the relief, when you take
each other back again.
the pure joy, when you're
heading down the aisle towards her,
wearing some uncomfortable crisp black suit.
the adoration, when the child,
the tiny child, is in your arms,
at 12:01 at night.
the tears, when your kids
are leaving, heading off into
the real world.
and then the sadness,
when you're both 80,
and one of you is lying
on the hospital bed again,
this time for parting reasons,
her eyes, this time, telling
you everything
she could never pour out
in her beautiful words,
a million hopeful hellos
and sad goodbyes,
a lifetime spent well,
curled up in each other's arms.
- lyrical
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