I was never a morning person
that was until
I woke up and turned to see your face
sleep still etched into the skin beneath your eyes
the knots of your hair from endless hours of tossing and turning
and the look in your eyes that told me something valuable
the look that told me you were happy I was here
just as I was happy that you were too

I see you now
the way you're holding yourself together
almost like
if you don't hold tight enough
pieces of you will fall before my very eyes
memories and thoughts
spilling from every crevice
every tear you've ever cried
washing away your pride and resolve

I shouted I love you's and I miss you's into your heart
as loud as you'd shouted the expletives and insults into mine
You could have knocked me off the earth and I'd have still come back for you
Who knew I'd keep falling this time
I was just hoping that maybe
if I shouted inside you loud enough
eventually that bottle of ***** that you hide under your bed
would start to taste like me

you are the wind in the trees
and the smell of freshly cut grass on a saturday
you're the marks on my wrist
and the ladder in my tights
you're the curve of the sun as the moon takes her place
and the flash of a star on it's next adventure
you're the knot in my stomach
and the rain that pours heavier than ever
you're the coffee that burns my tongue
and you're the kiss that hits me like a hurricane
leaving nothing but destruction in it's wake

The negative part of your mind
asks you why you see cracks in everything around you
but you forget to remind yourself that
cracks are important
or else how would the light get in?