Things that store our love

There is a very long list,

Of things that store our love.

It’s in the bracelet on my wrist,

It’s in my necklace of amethyst,

That you gave me as precious gifts.

It’s in the new, fragrant detergent,

That I bought to smell like you.

It’s in the hickeys on my collarbone,

It’s in the shirt of yours that I loaned.

It’s in the poem you wrote called “Home”.

It’s also in your little keychain,

Our first Valentine’s.

It’s in the roses on your table,

It’s in the shared charging cables.

It’s in our memories of shared fables.

It’s in the planning of holidays,

We can’t yet afford.

It’s in asking “How was your day?”,

It’s in sharing the pain of yesterday,

It’s in being vulnerable together today.

It’s in the pretty smile on your face,

That appears at my sight.

It’s holding hands in the hallways,

It’s in texts that make my heart race,

It’s in the promises of forever and always.

This is a non-exhaustive list,

Of things that store our love.

There’s still our every single kiss,

All the soul crushing hugs,

It’s in the crazy tickle fights,

It’s in the cuddling at night,

It’s in how all of this feels perfectly right.