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.
