It is the simple things I guess I miss
The early morning dry lipped kiss

The scrunched up face and panda eyes
"Good morning" with a croaky voice

But more than that it's hours before
Talking in her sleep once more

Laughing with her eyes tight shut
I hope it's me she's dreaming of

Then shes calm and sleeping sound, I listen to her breathing sound

Frightened just in case it stops
My blood runs cold at the thought of that

Then waking up before she does
Then like spoons I snuggle up

Her arm wraps tight and pulls me close
I never want to let her go

Then the battle once we wake do we kiss and then be late?

For a kiss would lead me to her soul
Then making love entwined we roll

It's days like that
The simple things
Being in love
More than anything

We kiss goodbye to work we go
Waiting for their text to come

Miss you
Love you
Love you more!
I don't recall my life before

She's home first
She looks so tired
I sneak up and hug her from behind
Move her hair and kiss her neck

Nothing smells like her hairs scent
Her neck tastes like the fruit of love
I love the way her ears twitch now
She pushes back to claim her man

She turns her head and smiles at me
I love you spoken with a grin
I held the world, I held it all
The universe within my arms

The little things, the simple things
That someone else now gets to see
It really was the best of times
I was mistaken you were mine

So now I miss those simple things
I don't want a 40 minuite fling
Get out and date and fill your boots!!
I'm sorry that isn't love

I want someone to close their door and feel butterflies that I have gone
I want to play upon their mind dreaming of, our next time

So when asked to write of simple things
I ask are they really everything?
Only you can answer that!
So don't waste a minute of your life.

That's ok to say mate.
I know the feeling well.
Sadly those we love seem not to love us.
Sometimes think they have no idea of what indeed a relationship really is.
Just a flag of convenience for emotional pirates.
Like knickers up a flagpole

I can say with up most confidence, that I knew not what love was, till I knew what love wasn't

I have heard many people use sayings to comfort in loss.
They were brighter and couldn't burn as long.
It was for the best or it was meant to be.
No I don't buy into that!
It is hideously wrong for a child to die hours old in a parents arms. There is no solace or words of wisdom as it is being cheated.
I cannot imagine my friends loss tonight or the love they had for their baby girl trapped within them. Unable to share it.
I seldom cry, but tears rolled down my cheeks.
I know not what to say to them.

Both ends of the scale darling x!
Love isn't something you can purchase
It is only ever a gift
Sometimes unwanted
Sometimes dreamed of
But only true when given selflessly

I may make that a poem

Strange the way your laughter once filled the room
Now I only hear you in silence
For once a soul leaves your life
Only their echoes remain

If someone is late
Does it mean they disrespect you?Their child may have needed reassurance before they left.
Clearly more important than you needing it when you meet.

If someone is late to a date.
Were they late because they tried so hard to make a great impression because they like you?
Yet all you can do is see a flaw.

If a woman is late doing her make up think yourself lucky.
If she isn't happy with it the evening will be strained.
What's 20 minuites?

If someone is late meeting someone. Maybe it is because they stayed too long with you.
Because you needed them.
Never complain then do you?

So explain late to me?
Because late seems to be the full use of their time as far as I see it.