I love to read
books, ordinarily  
people, uniquely
you, especially

I love to watch
romantic comedies
and you
the way you smile and scowl, when you think no one is watching you read your favorite book

I love to listen
to music that makes no sense on the surface
and to you
the laugh you let loose when you beat me in Mario Cart for the tenth time, too late at night

I love to feel
my favorite blanket, clean and fresh out of the dryer
and you
your body pressed up against mine warm and strong, as we hide from the thunderstorm outside

I love to love
the simplest parts of my happy life
and you
because you are the happiness in my life
and without you
my happy life would not be