For The Moment by Kaé Cee

Sometimes he traces the palm of my hand,

I don't think he knows I notice,

But I do.

I notice everything he does,

But I forget to tell him.

I notice that he stares at me in a way that really breaks my heart,

Because I know he's taking me in for the moment.

Taking in what little time we have together.

And I can't help but wonder if he sees it the same way I do.

If he takes every second with me,

And locks each memory in his mind.

Trying to hold on to the person he knows may not be permanent.

But we like the challenge anyway.

I noticed that when I spoke, he'd smile.

And the gap that he hates so much would make an appearance just to see me.

When I go on my rants,

When I'm selfish and talk about myself,

He imagines the adventure I've had in his head.

Pictures my tirades,

And enjoys the headaches I give myself.

He knows with each draw of breath is a story he hasn't heard for the day.

So he soaks me in,

metaphorically,

like a sponge.

I've always been the difficult type,

The kind of boss no player has ever been able to beat.

I like to think he's the first to actually take me down...in more ways than one,

But I digress.

I think he's perfect,

Even when he won't admit it.

I like to tell him because he's shy,

And can't take a compliment,

But I love him for his modesty.

I love they way his eyes brighten like amber stones when the light hits them just right.

I love that his compassion is second nature.

I love how his eyelashes curl.

I just....love him.

I love that he's mine.

Even if it's just for the moment.