You walked in
Coffee done but the look on your face partly brewed still soft and clear from sleep
Pancakes brown and cooked but my hair half -finished only bits and pieces smushed together
Never forget that
I'm beyond lucky that you love me
But anything I say to convince you goes too narrow
Gets me nowhere
But keeps me in your narrow- eyed ice- blue stare for one more precious second
"Why do I do this?" I think while I squeezed you gently around the waist
I pry into your words
I want to dissolve your "I don't deserve this" in hot milky coffee
that could be years
and truly it's up to you
but what I know I can do is value this moment alone in the kitchen
YOU ARE READING
for now
Poesiapoems for this time and to an incredibly beautiful girl. a reminder that people are mostly good. feelings are mostly good. life is good and life changes every day. Feelings protect you, and it's okay not to be okay.
