I Love Doing This Life Thing with You
"You are the poet, I am the poem," she said.
I love doing this life thing with you
Where you call me Sweetboy
Like it’s a place I belong,
And I call you Pretty Sally
Because the name carries my whole heart.
You love my freckles, the way I look at you
The quiet details I never noticed.
I love the sound of your voice, the way it stays with me
The way you can't see without your glasses
Yet somehow, you always see me,
And talk of your smile,
I love the sparkle of braces when joy catches you off guard
And the way you dress, effortlessly.
The little things that make you, you.
"You are just a girl who doesn't like wahala"
Guarding your peace while you walk.
Even in your high platform sandals,
You’re still short
But you're everything I look up to.
I love how close we are,
How love between us speaks without explaining itself.
And when I’m at my lowest,
When life empties my hands,
One call from you fills them back up.
You believe in me when I forget how.
You carry faith in us, in me, in tomorrow.
That’s why I love doing this life thing with you.
Not just the good days,
But all of it.
I Love You.
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