It’s his birthday. So I wrote him something.
Bite Me
I didn’t know love could be so free.
I thought it was meant to be earned.
Nothing in life is free,
so you must give it perfectly
if you want to receive.
But not with you.
You give it freely,
never holding my imperfections against me.
You see me as I am
and who I want to be.
You are the mirror
that reflects belief back to me.
When darkness tries to wrap my heart,
you steal color from your own
and rip it apart.
You held the prism that is me
up to the sun,
and my quiet white light
broke into color
and burned bright.
You are one of a kind.
I’m lucky
our threads aligned.
You are my best friend,
like cheese and crackers,
better together
every time.
You stand six feet tall.
I barely reach five (ish).
When you fold me into you,
your heartbeat
steadies mine.
I didn’t know a person
could feel like a place.
Every night I dream.
If you are not there,
I run back
at full speed,
prying my eyelids open
because ordinary with you
is more than enough.
And if it turns out
you are Dracula,
fine.
Bite me.
As long as I get forever with you.
Happy Birthday Armando!
This is amazing. I love you so much!!