It isn't the sun,
though it shines brighter when you're near.
It isn't the quiet mornings,
though they feel fuller with your
breath beside mine.

It's you-
not what you give,
not what you say,
but who you are
when you look at me
as if I've always belonged.

You are the stillness in my chaos,
the warmth in my doubt,
the anchor I never knew I needed.

I laugh more now.
Not because life is easier,
but because it's shared.

And that's everything.