Arguing

with you,
feels worth it.

I love arguing with you.
I've dreamt of these moments.
Written about them.
Of having someone carve out a space
in my heart,
that I wanted to nurture,to fight for,to cry for,to bleed for.

Now, I want to take your name.

I want to brand myself, as yours.

The pain,the hope.

I'm drowning in all this. Messy. Clumsy.Awkward. Beautiful ---Love.

Where did you come from?
Did,my Higher Power make you just for me?

I LOVE YOU.

you're a key-chain I keep within my heart.

My Key. My Chain.

My compass. My cliché morning rain.

I want to give you a baby.

I'm yours.