I will look at you out of the corner of my eye and smile, perhaps just grin, because you are beautiful and you are my human being. That’s how I’ll prove it.

I will wake up during the night while you are tossing and turning and I will lay a hand on your cheek, trace patterns into the skin of your back and whisper kisses into your eyelids. I will tell you how lovely you are and press my lips to your temples, to your jawline. That’s how I’ll prove it.

I will keep giving you glasses of water when you are sick and running a fever and I will force cup after cup into your hands when you’ve a little too much to drink, because hangovers can be a *****, and I don't like to see you hurting. That’s how I’ll prove it.

I will braid your hair and run my fingers through the knots until the strands are like water and silk and I will tug on it ever so lightly. That’s how I’ll prove it.

And I will crawl in bed beside you and kiss the hollow between in your collarbone and I will kiss your chin and both of your shoulders and breathe you in because your skin is so soft and warm. I will rest my cheek on your chest and listen to that heartbeat, strong and low and consistent because to hear you being alive makes me alive. That’s how I’ll prove it.

And I will love you. I will love you. I will love you.

That’s how I’ll prove it.