Some words I wanted you to have on hand. Tap a letter only when its moment finds you.
Then close your eyes — I'm probably missing you in the exact same second. Distance is just the long way of saying soon.
Stop counting sheep and count this instead: every reason I'm glad you're mine. You'll be asleep long before the list runs out.
Good. Hold onto it. I've watched you earn this from the front row, and I was never surprised — only lucky to see it up close.
Put it down. The day doesn't get to follow you home. Come here, let me carry the heavy end for a while — that's what I'm for.
Then you're already holding the proof. I love you on the easy days and the ordinary ones and the ones you'd rather forget. All of them. You.
Another year I'd choose again without a second's pause. Same vow, more certain: it's still you, it's always been you, it'll go on being you.