I need you tonight
Cause I'm not sleeping
There's something about you, Girl,
That makes me sweat
You crack yourself up. Laughing, you say: "You're rolling your eyes right now, aren't you?" And you kiss my left eyelid, in the pitch black, with a loud smack.
So many things to love about you: little things, big things, but sometimes I fail to see for high drama. It makes my head swim to think of what we've survived, these five years of marriage: jobs, joblessness, moves, pregnancies, gestational diabetes, miscarriage, labor and childbirth, parenting, surgeries, fleas, leaks, breaks. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't lived it, and we both know what's just ahead.
My spirit has never been so tired, but I have your body for my bed, your heart for my home. I'm thankful. I've never before said to a man: "I want only you," and meant it; in that respect, you've saved me from myself. I'm thankful. You strive to provide for and delight me. I'm thankful.
I did; I do; I will: no matter what that means. Just keep coming home to me.