The baker I fell in love with

I’m sure she used to be a baker or one way or another worked at a bakery

She has this warmth to her and certain touch to things

Knead this dough, she makes bread not biscuits because it means more than just food, body of Jesus Christ and for that I love you more

No parchment paper was needed because if it sticks and breaks well at least we broke bread

And who says this isn’t one of the finer things in life

When god made you I’m sure he couldn’t fathom an analogy

I’m sure he just called you beautiful and hoped that the world isn’t too ugly for you

He gave you your name and tells you everyday if you don’t like it you can take it back but the name was never the reason why you’re so loved for

He gave you his body and he says if you don’t like it, you can take it back... but your body was never the reason why when people hugged you they held on for a little longer

I’m sure your voice was something he thought about carefully to remember to hear when he needed to smile

He’s listening.

So if I can take back anything ...

I wouldn’t want to

I love you.