"When you look at me baby, what do you see?"
You said, as you softly rest you hand on my knee.
Briefly, my eyes broke free from your piercing glare and as if my mind was gasping for air,
I gently ran my hand through your hair, still feeling the warmth on my face from your stare,
With a low, mellow voice and a sigh, I finally found the words to speak.
"Darling, if only you knew how often this question comfronts me, how often this question has silenced me. With every passing day I share with you beside me, this question. apears in my mind and slowly
it cripples me."
I could see the confusion grow in your eyes as your mind danced in disbelief.
"You see, this question has not haunted me daily because of an answer I fear, if that were the case my thoughts would be clear.
This question repeats in my head with asnwers that have no end,
It digs deeper with every glimpse of understanding, accounting for many nights without sleep.
This question I think, is meant to be answered another day.
Not today, this question can only be answered when there are no other days ahead of me."
I let my hand brush  against your cheek slighty, just before resting under your chin.
Lightly I lift your face towards mine and just before our lips meet, I softly say.
"So baby, let me hold on to this answer,
let it grow within me. Just as my love for you grows with each passing day, the light  i see in your eyes grows elegantly. When our days together finally reach their end and we lay our heads down to sleep. I will take your hand once again, look into your eyes and explain every detail of this angel I see before me, then I will kiss your lips one last time. Laying you to rest with a smile as we close our eyes …"

A question without an end, can only be answered, once you reach the end..."

- Brandon Stephenson