I found myself falling in love with his 5 o’clock shadow,
those careless moments when his shirt came untucked
and the humor in his voice had died down.
I liked the way that he looked all worn out,
those hours when his breath of life
was replaced with a heavy sigh.
It is always a delight when his energy levels ran high
but it was moments like these,
when reality devoured his beautiful soul,
that I knew I was needed-
and I wanted him to need me more.
I fell in love with the fragments that I could mend
while he fell in love with my whole existence.