Sometimes, I run out of words to say
And "I love you's" and all the physical closeness
Will never suffice to express
How deep the well of my gratitude is
Knowing that I have someone like you.
Sometimes, when we would play along grocery aisles
Or as you hold my hand in the middle of a busy street
I think of the thousand ways we might have missed each other
How fragile the thread of our initial connection was
And if one thing changed, I never would have met you.
Without you I may have been lost
Because I know the language that your eyes speak
And to hear you breathing quietly beside me
Pacifies the inner depths of my soul
I am safe and sound wherever I am with you.
And to feel your skin beside me
Be it on a secluded bed, at nighttime by the bay,
Those rush hours in the morning or under the heat of the sun
There is an identification between our skins
That it is in each other's arms that we belong
You make me a better person
No matter what my friends might say
You encourage me to be compassionate
To face my fears, to sift through emotions and reason
You ask the most revealing questions.
I never would love anything in the world
That just sitting next to you
Knowing our hearts beat as one
