my aunt asked me the other day
why it is that i love him
and i couldn't answer her just then and there
but i thought about it
and here's my answer:
as time has gone by
i've realized
that when the sky is falling
he doesn't force me to stare at the sun
but instead stands with me in the rainstorm
as we watch the squalls fade out
and we soak in it
revel in it
and tell the stories
for months to come