For a moment, I was sure you were going to die,
But I thought back on all I'd said to you.
All the things that mattered;
Your hands curling my arm in your sleep,
The sleepy kisses that followed.
You playing guitar and looking over at me in the moment I looked at you,
Your helpless face as you dream,
Splayed out and sighing.
And some moments that I shall never share.
I said I love you too many times today,
But in that moment
Where I thought you were going to die,
I was so glad for my tendency to repeat things.
*I love you.