the words you write in my head are forever engraved there. your voice is coming home, after years away. you live and you love and i'm so lucky to be living and loving with you- because without your whole hearted
'i love you(s)'; i think i would be lost. because i love how you say my name at three a.m. as it floats off your lips into the oblivion- it's simple. and i won't love anyone other than you. with going to coffee shops on sunday afternoons but we end up ordering hot chocolate because it's comforting. i won't love anyone other than you, and i will forever cherish our walks together where you hold my hand and kiss my forehead (like the boyfriends and girlfriends do in the movies). i won't love anyone other than you because of our simple talks that make me feel so in love. because i grew up knowing simple is meaningful. and you my love are not simple. you are handsome and courageous and beautiful and i love everything you express to the world- your motives, expressions, i love your silly voices that are the only true things to calm me down while i cry to the sky.

but you are dandelions being wished upon by children who hope to find a man like you when they are grown up; but they won't be able to find someone like you. you are one of a kind- you are all mine.

r.h. (9:25 on a monday)