You are
The tired grey eyes
Behind glasses
Looking into me
The warmth beaming from them
Like sunshine
In December
You are
The first breath of spring air
After the longest winter
Filling my lungs
With love
That I would breathe forever
If you would let me
You are
The warm hand
Grasping mine
As we run through the cold
Freezing outside
But inside,
We are not cold at all
You are
The last thought in my head
As I fall asleep
The last pain
I felt
Stab through me
The last chance I gave
You are
So much more beautiful
Than she will ever understand
But I pray
With all my heart
That you understand
Exactly what you are
