I love what you have given me and everything you are

i love what you have given me and everything you are. i love how you love the fight and the game you play to make a difference in peoples' lives. i love asking what your words mean when i don't know. how you answer because you ca.re you're explanations are fabulous. you make me feel smarter for having asked. I love telling you how romantic melodies pull me away from reason into the folly i call lovely. and that you accept it because it's part of the way i am beautiful. i love that you see that, even as you return reason like a gift. i love that when i swear "well that's a cheap answer!" your chagrin clearly states "well that's what they say" and i know you don't believe it either. i love the way you challenge my half cooked theories like they're brilliant and show me why they don't work. i love that frankness never bother's you. that you'd hate me to feel the need to measure my words with you. i love never knowing what you're thinking until you say it. i love how you ask after a lengthy explanation, "does that make sense or am i bullshitting you?" i love the the freedom to say "you're bullshitting me" if i thought so, even though i never do. i love the passion you can't hold back when you get into your groove on a hot topic (ie social justice issue), almost daring me to disagree with you. but i just soak it in with a half smile and pools of quiet eyes. because i love that about you. i love that you watch me leave with so much care in your eyes that the warmth carries with me for days. i love your unspoken pride in me. i love what you have given me, and everything you are. you are an authentic life to me, or as close as anyone's ever going to get. you'll prove that over the years i bet. i hope we get that chance. time is so fickle you know. and place and destiny even worse...