You hug me.
You take me in your ams and you hold me so tight.
But with no end goal, other than me and you enjoying that moment and that embrace. Knowing that it's right.
You kiss me.
On my lips, on my face, on my body.
But with no end goal other than me knowing you wanted to kiss me.
You listen to me, because you are interested in what I have to say. In my thoughts, in my mood, in my day.
You here my little stories, over and over again. Even though you could tell them yourself. You still listen, like it's the first time I've told you them.
You know I'm moody. And you work through it, you accept it as part of me and you love me anyway.
And that's why I know.
I know it's you. And I know it everyday.
All the times I needed you, I wish you could have been there. I did not know you then, I did not know that kind of "care" .
You came at just the right time, helped me through all my pain.
You didn't leave after you helped me, even though there was nothing for you to gain.
We have grown together you and I, we are building our life and heading for the sky!
You showed me true love, what it means to really care, you filled my heart and made it whole again, enough even, that I can share!
So I write these words for others to read, and I hope they understand, the universe has a story for you, even if it's not what you planned.
