I watch as you walk out the door, taking my heart...
I count your steps to your car...

When I think of you,
I think of the color purple...

Three months of spending
time with you...

I fear for the day when I no longer see the good...
Or even in myself...

The last seven months have been a blur.
I often wonder what you would say if you were...

I woke up to warm blankets;
Sunlight filtering through the window in soft rays...

You remind me of the soft morning sunrises I use...
I felt so at peace as I watched the dolphins play...

You're unaware of it but-
You’ve been a walking literary device for...

“I’ve been watching too much Mayor of...
but what I meant was I’ve been thinking way too...

You changed the definition of vulnerability for...
And I couldn’t be more grateful...