Complete in your presence. Void filled in your absence.
The clouds of confusion dissipate. The warmth in your heart creates a path.
I fell and plundered, you still remain. I drank my sanity away. You fell silent. I healed the fractions of my personality, you cheered.
Loving you is a breeze. A breeze that is filled with ease.
Years go by. Time passes forward and sometimes still. Yet everyday I love you more.
I’m a deranged clown with big dreams. You’re the tunnel of my creativity it seems.
How do you reward love? Saying I love you? Buy you things? It doesn’t seem enough.
Sometimes I think I’m dreaming. Sometimes I think it will go away. But here you are snoring all the air. I look at your peaceful expression, sleeping. There’s no despair.
A love letter from yours truly. You mousy, petite cupcake…you.