When I think of loving him

Or what first caught my attention

I smile.

It’s the little sigh

He lets out

When I’ve frustrated him

And he doesn’t know what to say.

It’s the laugh in his voice

The smile I get

The comfort of knowing

He is mine.

It’s the ring he got me

The perfume he chose

And everything else that he is.


But really

I fell in love

With that sigh.