I love the way you brush away
a tear and more well up in your eyes.

I love the way you have a warm hand for me to hold when it’s cold.

I love the way you stand up for others,
when they can’t stand up for themselves.

I love the way you love me,
no secret plans.

I love the way you softly
strum your guitar and sing.

I love the way you ask me
to sing along.

I love the way you love
our Savior.

I love the way you read
Bible verses to me every day.

I love the way you notice
little things.

I love the way your eyes get
that twinkle when you laugh.

I love the way you laugh,
deep and from your soul.

I love the way you dance with me,
to out of date songs.

I love the way you respect,
in that way so hard to describe.

I love you,
if only you existed…