You’re Lovely

As you lay next to me in the dark waiting for sleep to take us into its welcoming embrace; I whisper,

‘You’re my best friend.

You’re my lover.

You’re all that I could hope for.

If I’m your star, then you are my sun.

I like that we actually do friend things together, that I can talk to you, and yet I’m still so comfortable with you. I like your family and I know that they can be embarrassing and I don’t love you in spite of them; I love you because of them. Without your family you wouldn’t be you and I might not have fallen in love with you.’

You roll to your side and slip your arm around my waist and whisper back,

‘You’re my best friend. And my lover, and my shining star.’

I love you more than those three little words can conjure. It’s ineffable, something that can’t be described, and I know that I’m just going to end up repeating myself and saying the same things just with different words, but I just can’t keep it all in. There is too much there, I feel like if I don’t spread the love, then I’m going to explode and love will end up dripping off of people standing near by.

There is so much that I want to say, and I’m just not good enough writer to express it all. I don’t really know what to say except that I love you and all that those words imply. I love you as a friend, as a boyfriend, as the sun to my world.

I love you, baby.

XOXO,

Whisper