still at home
it was sunday.
you always work on sundays,
but not this one.
you took the day off,
in order to surprise me,
and i was so happy
as i smiled widely,
from one cheek to the other,
i saw your heart grow bigger and bigger
because of the glow you caused
within me.
as we sat on the bed peacefully,
knowing that neither one of us had to "hustle"
that day
you asked if i wanted to go out.
i thought to myself
"is this a date?"
and it was.
and we went out.
together.
i loved being with you
in public
for all eyes to see
just how much you mean to me.
you had your first vanilla latte
and i stared
falling in love with you
all over again.
you smiled at me
as if i were the only person on earth
and i took joy
in this sweet sunday
spent with you.
we ate. and i spent my time
looking at the way you held your burger
you had a firm grip as if you were afraid to let it go.
oh how i envied the burger at that moment.
we laughed at how bad our burgers tasted.
but we knew it wasn't about the burgers,
it was the date that made us smile.
you surprised me,
like a storm,
the same way you surprised me
when we met.
and for yesterday,
i am thankful
for you,
and for us-
our love.
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