I Belive In Love

Life is beautiful because you are in it. Because you are my world and because when you breathe I can breathe too. When you feel weak I feel strong to make sure you keep up with my love I feel for you. When you can't walk anymore I carry you on my shoulders  because I need to, because love is not complicated and because I need you to be OK for me. For us. I love the way you hold a spoon, the way you walk, the way you focus when you drive a car. I need you to hold me when a nightmare wakes me up, terrified of monsters and weird dimmessions I don't want to understand because the only thing that makes sense to me is loving you and looking at your beautiful face anyway. Oh god! Your face! So beautiful! Full of life and emotions I feel blessed to observe when you just look at me! And I am just talking to myself now because I miss you close. Close to my breathing. Can you hear me? Hear my heart beating next to yours? Can you feel my touch now just thinking of you? Can you feel me, whispering your name to come to me, to touch me, to make love to me?