I need you in shorts and bare feet,
running through the freezing stream waters.
I need you in your aqua shirt and suit jacket,
your band t-shirts and Bad Wolf sweatshirts,
your scarves and bow ties that you’d show off to me all winter
as I’d get myself lost in your glee.
I need you with your smile in the sunlight
and your eyes as green as the forest that surrounds us.
I need your laughing like marching bells,
as you pull me out of the riverbed
and playfully shove me towards the cliff edges.
And I need your arms around me as you apologize,
as you promise me you would never really do it,
as I begin to shake and you just hold me closer…
You ask me so much why I shake like that,
and there is no voluntary force that I can conjure as an explanation.
But the reason why, I believe,
is how I’m just brimming with happiness,
vibrating under the strength of so many wounds and insecurities
that all just fall away the second you look at me.
… I don’t think you understand the way you look at me,
because your eyes… gosh I could run marathons with that intensity,
and the way you kiss my forehead, so softly,
just to say everything we can’t put into words…
Do you know how much I wish I could know what you were saying?
Because at this point, there is only one explanation…
“I need you.”