I
love you, because you’re mine
And
because I’m yours too
And
you don’t like to say it but you love me
Like
I love you
Because
you love things quietly, Julia
(And
fiercely, and forever)
I
love you because the sky is why
You
believe in something better
Than
us, than the 80 years we get
Than
the “45 tops” you ask for
Because
you spit fire and
Stand
up for yourself
“I
love you” I tell you all the time
And
you know when you need to say it
Back,
but it’s just so I can hear you,
You
don’t need to hear it
Because
I say it but you show it, Julia
You
show it all the time
I
love you because of your edges
They
are violent and they are honest
You
are violently, brilliantly honest
They
are sharp and hard to hold
Because
you are sharp and hard to hold
But
you are mine; you are my person
And
I will hold you until my hands bleed.
