Another oddly warm January night punctuated by your hands fumbling against my body. The moments linger when I’m staring into your eyes and baby, I love you, even if you can’t say those heavy words back to me right now, even if the weight of wishing and wanting and imagining is weighing down on my own shoulders too. We’ll get through this because I love you and that means dreaming about your smile when I close my eyes and think of better days to come, it means wishing you were there to keep me company while I’m doing even the most arbitrary things, like grocery shopping or sitting in the waiting room at the dentist, it means trusting you with my secrets and letting my guard down, handing my heart over to you and giving you the power to break me. I love you and that means that I’ll stay by your side, darling, everyday wishing you’d love me too.