Your blue eyes sparkle when a trickle of light lingers around them for too long.

Your smile whitens as you age.

Each wrinkle shows the wisdom you have gained over the years.

Your heart pumps mine, when mine gives up on me.

Your body is shrinking

or am I growing?

As my knowledge rapidly grows, yours always races up to catch mine.

You try to help me but I always push you away.

I do not hate you, I just want to hate you,

I cannot control my emotions.

No matter how long I keep pushing away your love, it keeps returning.

Your love tries to fit in like a key through the cage that my heart is locked up in.

But when it cannot, it seeps through my skin, it crawls through my ears, and it waters my eyes.

And for that I love you...

But, I love you for more reasons.

You are like teacher giving my mind so many wonders.

But you can also be a student, learning from me when I try to teach you things you already know.

When I think of your cooking the sound of scrapping black flakes off toast comes to mind

but also the sweet taste of irresistible chocolate chip pancakes.

I love the brown curls that rest on your delicate shoulders, which turn flat every morning.

The curls are lightened with blonde highlights, which seem to pouring from your roots.

Just like your soul is pouring out goodness, love, and happiness.

And for that I love you…