I will always
be glad
for the moments
we’ve shared
and for the moments
we still have to share.
Waking up next to you
is a miracle:
Your skin; My skin
Your eyes; My eyes
Your hair; My fingers
Your paintings; My poems
Your piercings; My tattoos
Your overfeeling mind; My overthinking heart
Your fart in the middle of the night; My uncontainable laughter
Your soft yawn when you woke up;
My lips kissing your soul back to sleep;
My head on your chest;
Listening to the heart that taught me it’s okay to feel again.
― Juansen Dizon