So much of you I’m lost in a maze
Of gigabytes of memories, each day we add
like hand-drawn animation with thousands of papers
Your scent, your love, your little actions
I was in your arms wondering how anyone could be this lucky to feel this much
Love for someone other than themselves.
I love you,
I’m thankful for you
And I appreciate you everyday (okay most days if we’re being realistic).
I also thank God
That you have dark hair because I love your hair
And the fact that you cook really nice food, and you think of others before yourself.