Things have changed since we first met twenty years ago. Your hair has gone a definite shade of gray, and my midsection has become more fluffy after three children born. You don’t spend your evenings serenading me on the guitar, and I’m not picking you up a new Hallmark card every other day to prove how much I care.
There’s just no time.
We both have acquired wrinkles in places we probably didn’t expect and sagging skin in areas we wish it did not. The newness of our young love is not the same as it once was.
We don’t talk on the phone for hours, staying up all night long to hear the other one’s voice.
Who has the energy for that?!
I no longer jot down things about you in my diary, and I’m certain you stopped writing songs about me long ago.
We’ve gotten older. We’ve gotten more comfortable. Our relationship has become like a favorite, worn sweater that you can’t part with. But…
But somehow, someway, you still do it to me.
When I look up at you crossing the room, whether hurrying to work or tending to the children, my breath still catches at the sight of you. I still find you to be the most attractive man I’ve ever seen, and I desire you in those moments.
When you come home, and we have been apart, the brush of your lips against mine still feels like the best thing in the whole wide world.
When we embrace and your body presses against me, I still feel electric sparks that start in my toes and work their way to my fingertips.
You still give me butterflies.
You still have a way of making me feel beautiful. When you compliment my hair, when I see you looking at me, when your eyes linger and your kiss lingers even longer, I feel lovely. I feel special. I feel wanted.
You still have a way of making me feel safe. When I am in your arms I lack nothing, and with your support I know I can do it all. Together nothing is impossible, and I know you have my back.
You still make me feel comfortable and confident in our relationship. Despite the fact that I know your secrets, your failures, and your weaknesses, I still trust you more than anyone on this planet. I know your love for me is true, and I never question your faithfulness.
You still do it to me.
No matter the time that has passed or the changes life has brought our way, you still do it to me. You still make me feel like I’m supremely loved.
No matter the mistakes made over the years or hard lessons we’ve learned, you still do it to me. You still make me feel certain that we are meant to be.
No matter what, no matter how the years may pass, or how they may treat us, you still do it to me. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.