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A Memoir of My Love


Your head was in my lap,

tendrils of your hair softly curled around my fingers.

You were peaceful and quiet,

and for that I love you.

 

You threw your arms in the air,

you wiped the sweat off your temple. 

You were so into the music, 

and because of that I love you.

 

In my darkest hour, you stayed by my side,

offering me company and understanding.

Because of that, I love you. 

 

Those times we argued late at night,

you never yelled or threw words at me.

For that, I truly love you.

 

The times we drove around in your car, 

the windows rolled down, our hands catching the wind

I realized more and more,

life's better with you in it. 

 

Because you are crazy, passionate,

outgoing, levelheaded, fearless, and sweet.

I love you.

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