A friend asked me, “Why him?”
And I gave the only answer I could.
My friend said, “But your situations are complicated.”
“Yes, but we are simple.”

Words failed me.  
When it comes to you, they often do.

On paper, we’re not much alike.
Separate countries, separate lives.
Complicated histories.
A difference in education, faith, and pasts.
But for all of that,
We are simple.

How do I explain?
I take care of you; you take care of me.

Our understanding is intuitive.
Our knowledge of the other: easy.
Our communication: a gift.
When we talk, it flows like an ocean wave.
When we are silent, it’s the stars on a cool night.
I cannot tell you why,
But we are simple.

Neither one of us expected the other.
Each alone, but surrounded by people.

In dreams, you sit beside me
In life, we are separated by miles and oceans,
Brought together by computer screens.
I miss you daily while you sleep.
And when I wake, with the moon high in the sky,
When everything hurts,
Those are the times I want
Nothing more than to hold your hand.
Because we are simple.

My friend asked, “Are you sure?”
I am sure that you are a pole star, shining bright.

Your smile makes things all right, even when nothing is.
The sound of your voice is crystal and soft
When I shatter and fall to pieces.
Your dark eyes cannot hide your emotions.
You are my inhaler when everything collapses
And you make me laugh until I cannot breathe.
And for all that our lives are complicated
We are simple.

How can I answer?
Our brains go whir and gear and crank.

We are so different…and yet...
We are the same.
I know that we are hard to comprehend,
But I also know this:
I could watch you rant forever
The way your face lights up when you’re excited
Makes my nights better.
I am interested in things that make you shine.

For someone like me,
Who keeps everything inside, you are a novelty.

I want to tell you about life:
The good, the bad, the ugly;
The way my characters drive me mad
Or music fills my inner holes.
I want to share my truth.
All because we are simple.

So when they ask, “Why him?”
I think of your image on my screen and they see.
“Ah,” my friends say. “We see.  It is in your face.
It is because the two of you are simple.”