It's a feeling of missing you,
my love
when you're not here
but I saw you
moments before
It's the comfort when you're here
and we don't talk
or do anything
at all
You're a feeling,
my love,
a mood
a space
...a warm soup on a cold day
ice cold water after a run
a hug after heartbreak
a letter from my grandma
a cookie warm from the oven...
You cannot be described,
my love,
as just
sweet or
kind or
charming
You're an emotion
a state
a thought
Your'e my comfort,
my love,
you're my home
(Cover image by Amanda Oleander)
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