Sweet Nothings.

It’s not a box of chocolates,

or a bouquet of flowers.

It’s not an exquisite placemat,

with meals served on high towers.

It’s not a ride home on shiny four wheels, with no backseat covers.

Because it’s never all that.

There are tunes I wish I could sing,

There are great dictions I wish I could link.

There are words of admiration I wish could go without saying.

Because it’s always this..

It’s the way you put me first,

and finish my sentences.

It’s how you inhale my imperfections,

and escort me to my best condition.

It’s how the atoms in our bodies syncs, and revive to form a solid foundation.

It’s how we always get each other,

Through our limitations.

It’s how we chose to stick together,

Though we fumbled with our miscommunications.

It’s how we always try to gather the pieces,

and glued them back with conviction.

If finding, being and growing with you is not a blessing, then I don’t know what that is.

Because to love a person is never an easy decision,

Never been my second nature.

But through the road i’ve traveled, my story brought me to you.

You are my favorite. Still my favorite. My all time favorite.

Never had i doubt that I will love you for a long long time.

Xx