That I watch reunion videos of returning soldiers online when she’s gone
And I miss having to wake her up in the morning all the time (she’s Mediterranean).
The day feels easier if she looks me in the eyes
Her kindness blunts the knife’s edge.
I appreciate when she listens to me ramble on about six thousand things at once.
She makes me stronger, sometimes this makes me feel vulnerable.
I work out so maybe we get a few more years.
That there are tears about the harder things in life, but I won’t show them
Because I know I’m better for her strong than weak.