You do not complete me, instead,

Compliment me in my entirety

Fitting into the spaces where I falter


A loving embrace, a casual reminder

Not to forget my keys on the counter

As I always do.


When stress overwhelms and leaves

You crumpled in a mess on the bed

My goal is not to fix you.


Comfort and security

A gentle push towards our goals

A united effort towards happiness


Laying in bed, blankets askew

Your hand in my hair, giggling

About something stupid that I said and you can’t forget.


I giggle too, because I know the jest is only that

And I can feel your hand on my back supportive

Of my every success and failure too.


I look forward to you,

And only you

And always you.

For as long as you love me too.

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