she loves you more than you'll ever know.
groggy sunday sunrise, in that moment where life is fuzzy and muted-
the first thing she remembers is you. she stretches and smiles,
because she has you.
the depression creeps up soon afterwards,
but it's alright,
because you give her hope
that she will recover.
laying in bed together,
her head on your chest.
you fall asleep but she lies awake listening to your heartbeat.
she traces the familiar shape
of your lips and whispers
about a distant future together.
gazing into the night sky,
holding hands in a grassy field.
she squeezes your hand
and repeats like a broken record
"i love you, i love you, i love you..."
