when everyone else is at each others' throats
and even we disagree a lot of the time
and I am ******* at everything around me
it is still a sunny day with you
because I know you're on my side.
I know you hate poems about cloudy days and
'being there through the dark times'
because it's not about the dark times, it's about the smiles
and I'm here to tell you that
it's not that you're 'here with me through the dark times'
it's that even though for a moment I thought they were dark,
you snapped me out of it, slapped me across the soul,
said, 'get your act together'
this is not a romantic love, it is not sensual, it is only happy
self-sacrificial, trusting, and stable-
it is a constant reminder that the world is full of goodness and light
they aren't dark times through which you accompany me
they are beautiful and I had forgotten that, that place of the sunrises
and the trees and the wet grass and the smell of rotten leaves
but you reminded me, because you are there and you show me
who I am and who I was. Thank you.