I thought it was time since it's been a while
that I told you how you've made me smile.
It wasn't your jokes that you tried to tell,
particularly the ones that didn't go well.
It wasn't how you smelled when you got out of the shower,
Or how we could lay on your bed and talk for an hour.
It wasn't the sadness I saw in your soul,
Or the deep, spicy kisses we so often stole.
It wasn't making love in the middle of the day,
when I was nervous and you said everything's okay.
It wasn't when you were proud of me and squeezed my hand,
Or gently brushed the hair off my face strand by strand.
And it wasn't even the idea of losing you that made me think,
Or that I might forget you if I even took one blink.
It was right there on that couch, just us two,
As you rested your head on my lap that I knew,
While you fell asleep as I stroked your face
that this was a love I would never replace.