You know,
I’ve always had
a weakness
for a pretty face.

That’s why
I could never fully trust
myself
or my judgment.

Truth be told,
I was afraid I’d keep
falling into webs,
keep getting tangled.

Keep convincing myself
that something below the surface
had reached me,
touched my soul.

But it’s different with you.
Despite your pretty face,
I don’t have to
convince myself of anything.

Darling,
you’re the only girl
I ever fell for
before I knew her face.

And it’s hard to explain
just how much
that means to me –
to find that kind of peace.

My life is made of
moments with you
and moments without you.

Moments with you
are explosions  –
invigorating, beautiful.

Moments without you
are endless bridges,
that singe my soles with longing.

I’m glad there’s a touch of chaos
woven into our story.
A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor
and this way,
we’ll always know
that what we share is real.
Because from the very beginning,
it was worth fighting for.

The life I offer you
will be harder
than what you're used to
at first.

There will be
hardships,
conundrums
and challenges.

But you will never
face them alone.
You'll be with me,
loved like never before.

Sometimes
I pause before I move,
careful not to disturb
the space-time continuum.

The butterfly effect
that has been set in motion
feels precious,
so I teach my hands to be gentle.

I remember two keys –
one to a room
I wished so deeply
to share with you.

The other
in an abstract shape
of the right thing
to say.

We both have feelings
for each other,
but there seems to be
a difference...

I wake up with the urgent need
to ask you how you slept,
but you're not there –
you're busy brushing your teeth.