My thoughts are rampant.
He called me beautiful.
Both me and my heart.
Beautiful.
Such a simple word.
Such a big impact.
We have weird comebacks.
He wipes my tears.
I say, "really...?"
He gives me a gift
I say. "Thank you"
He says, "You'll survive."
He opened doors.
Let me hang on his arm.
Caught me when I tripped.
I was being stubborn.
He put the blanket around me.
He knew I was cold.
I was upset.
He hugged blanket burrito me.
He was down.
I hugged him.
Tried to joke a little.
Told him he is okay.
He flicked my nose in return.
It was balanced.
I called him Wonderful.
Because he is.
He asked if I would believe it..
If someone told me that.
I told him I'd at least know
One person thinks I am wonderful.
His face softened
He says quietly.
"Well you are.
You are wonderful.
So wonderful."
My breath caught.
He meant it.
Truly meant it.
He paid for my ticket
Even though that was my present to him.
Why?
I brought him a gift.
He let me use his new computer
So I could write lesson plans
He made me a key chain
He snuck it on my key ring.
I saw it the next day
My heart caught
My soul flew a little
What a wonderful thing.
We watched a kids movie
We laughed the whole time.
He got me coffee in the morning.
He even got me a muffin.
Chocolate chip
Just because he wanted to.
He calls me amazing.
I call him wonderful.
Amazing and wonderful.
I guess that is what we are.
I will never forget this one.
Not ever.