Simple things mean the most.

Your words sew patches...
On the holes others have left behind.

And I smile at the thought of your eyes meeting mine.

With every sunset...
I wonder if I'm your last thought...
Before the pillow holds your head gently.

And if your dreams taste as sweet as the life you lead.

I promise...

To hold you as much as you need.
To kiss the wounds that cut you so deeply.

I'll try my best to get you to smile.
Or to laugh at my silly jokes.

And when the evening air fills our lungs...
I'll sigh...
Just thinking about how grateful I am to have you by my side.