I was looking at you like you’d hung the moon for me-
Memorizing the stubble on the line of your jaw and the shape of lips that heal me with a single touch,
I was pondering how I managed to get so lucky.
I felt the smirk of adoration on my face before it registered in my brain,
And when blue eyes fluttered open beneath eyelashes and caught me-
Something like recognition settled in my chest the moment you smiled back.
And we’d taken a three day social battery break,
Long work nights and kids leave us both drained in ways few people understand.
But somewhere between soaked bathroom tile and plastered hair-
I was trying to tell you what it felt like to care about you,
Only for you to come back and hand me the mirror.
“You always know how to remind me why you’re so damn amazing.” You’d said-
And I’d thought that I was just sending proof of how you affect my brain chemistry.
Turns out-
you had the same recognition I had while you sat on my couch,
And I looked at you like you hung the moon for me.
Perhaps you did.
