Bedtime Stories

I like to tell our bedtime stories
Not the bedtime stories one reads to children as they fall asleep
But stories of the words that fall from my mouth after we crawl into our bed

As you lay your head on my chest and drift into a peaceful slumber
This story is about last night

This is a tale of you being the only one for me

Proof of such a statement was of course needed

Declarations of how I changed my life for you were offered to fulfill this request

No sooner had the words left my lips you were objecting

No one should change for another person, this is true
But still truth can be found in these words

My life has in fact changed since meeting you

My life has changed because of you
My nights were once full of a multitude of different faces

different places

full of the kind of fun you can’t remember

 and you don’t miss when gone
They are still indeed full

So much so that there are never enough hours to be had

Full of you and you alone…

and that is enough
In return I am enough for you

We are just enough for each other

And that is what makes us extraordinary
For that, I consider myself lucky

Living an ordinary life full our extraordinary love.