He doesn’t say much…but enough.
Enough to make sure that everything is alright.
Enough to sooth a raging heart.
He can’t promise a lot…but enough.
Enough to throw away the insecurity.
Enough for a fond heart to believe.
He, whose heart is always quiet, and whose thought is always deep.
He, who has the loudest conscious and clearest mind, in my messy world.
He, whom I adore with my heart, and love with my mind.