Because I Love You

Because I Love You by Mario Ramirez-Arrazola

I came home to you on a Monday and found you on the kitchen table,

you had everything in front of you but a single smile.

The first thing you said is "Where have you been?!"

I said, "Oh, not again."

The same thing as last week but just another day.

Last week, I recall, you were pacing.

Because you didn't know where your ring went.

Now you are to tears,

because you didn't know where I wen't.

But,

Because I Love You

I asked you whats wrong.

And told you "I'm here."

I even got a napkin to wipe of the tears.

And next time, maybe even next week

I know you'll need my help.

And I'll be there and there and there, again and again and again.

Because I Love You and You Love Me.