Always
A tear falls from face
Rolls down the cheek
Onto his sweatshirt sleeve
He grabs your hand
Brings you in tight
I love you he says
Laughter spills fom the mouth
Fills the whole room
Smiles are spread
His eyes meet yours
He catches his breath
I love you he whispers
Fist clenches
Words explode
Lost and uncontrolled
He massges your hand
Gives a place of comfort
I love you he yells
It's
the rainbow after a storm
the birds chirping on a sunday morning
screaming at the top of your lungs
hand touching hand
his warm embrace on a winter night
missing him after a fight
It's not feeling lost without him
But being complete with him
It's not sometimes
But always
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