Happy endings, rainy Saturdays and other intangible things

Tattoos.D-19

After we married, I decided to get a tattoo of you.

You disagreed because you thought I'd get your name tattooed on my wrist.

Or your face on my shoulder.

I didn't expect you would think of me like that.

I got a moon on my ring finger.

When I explained why it was your tattoo, you couldn't love it more.

I got a moon because it will always remind me of you.

Every night you'd stare at it.

While I'd stare at you.

Because you looked at it the same way I looked at you.

We'll always be under the same moon.

I knew every time I'll be staring at it, you'll be staring back.

Wherever and whenever your are.

The moon always looks so bright and strong.

Just like you.

The moon will always be there.

Just like you.

A week later we were heading to the tattoo studio to get a sun on your ring finger.

And I agreed with you when you said I remind you of the sun.

Because just like the sun will always fall for the moon, I will always fall for you.