A short moment and an even quicker smile.
I am yours.
You speak and I can’t hear, this attraction is so strong, it fumbles the words in my ears.
I say something stupid, so dumb, but you don’t mind. This is love.
Us, we, our; a brand new language to use. New and wonderfully exclusive.
No one told me when I was young how families came to be. This is it, you and I are the begining.
Take my hand, I’ll squeeze yours and we can journey together through the world.
Do you have faith that this love will cling to us until death?
Picture is an “eh” drawing I did when I was bored yesterday. ☺