Marvelous Things

"Do you see that man, in the left hand corner? Yeah, you see that woman? Their love story's famous."

I don't want to be anywhere but here, wrapped in this love. I thought everything was shit, that I had nothing, no one to care about, but now I see that I have everyone to care about. It reminds me of sunshine and bottled soda in the summer, our feet dangling in the cool water as we sit on the ledge that looks over a river. It's the way your hair catches the sun and sends the golden speckled strands to move loosely in the wind. It's the kisses at three in the morning that somehow cover every inch of my skin. It's your voice, whispering promises of love and happiness in my ear late at night. It's how utterly complete I feel with you, and how I never tire of your company, and how I love you so much. I love waking up, tangled in sheets, and entwined with your body. I love it when you lay your head on my chest and hold me close to you. I love your addictions, your flaws, your past. I love everything about you, solely for the fact that it makes you you, and I love you.