Updated: Oct 8, 2019
I’m in love...
I’m in love with two separate beings
two separate human beings
living together in one household
coming together and going apart
I'm in love with my husband.
I'm in love with the way he giggles when I trip
and the way he holds me from behind
when I’m brushing my teeth in the morning.
I’m in love with the warmth of his skin
and the smell of his hair
when we lie in bed next to one another.
I’m in love with his quirky boardgames
and his goofy love of puzzles
but firstly I’m in love with myself,
I’m in love with the genuine kindness
I give to others
I’m in love with the individuals
I choose to surround myself with
I’m in love with all the scars,
stretch marks, and scrapes on my body
I’m in love with my hair (what little of it I have left)
I’m in love with the uncoordinated way
I go through life tripping and falling
I’m in love with my lengthy legs
and lengthy arms which have carried my body
this far through life..., and I’m in love with
the weird things I can’t understand about myself
Because why be in love with one person
when you can be in love with two?
-Written by Michael Betzner