For Scott

Your hand.

The familiar grasp. Comforting.

Yet, my heart still skips a beat like a new found love.

I like hearing your laughter in the crowd.

I like seeing your eyes twinkle when you spot me in a crowded city park.

Sometimes, the hardest thing in the world is letting you love me.

I see my stains and imperfections.

I let them get in the way of your simple honest love.

I want to see me the way you see me.

Lines on your face.

I pray there will be more.

A sure sign of a life filled with joy and laughter.

As we create our history together, I hope I can give you a small glimpse of what is to come.

By giving you the 'heaven on earth'

Take my hand.

Take me to the stars

Take me to the depth of the sea.

I want to know how the warm sand and salty water felt between your toes.

I want to know the joy that filled your heart when you held your infant daughters.

I want to know the depth of your sorrow when you were misunderstood.

I want to know the pain I caused you by my selfishness

I want to know how the first warm spring breeze felt on your face after a long winter.

Our life. Small and insignificant.

Like a single star in the whole galaxy.

But for me.

You are my whole galaxy.

You fill it with countless stars.

Time will slow down.

I pray.

I want to stay here.

A long while still.

With you.