Things I Miss Seeing My Parents Do


Him buying a blue rose for her.

Her patting him on his back as he threw up.

Him calling her "Syl".

Her calling him "Chit".

Him sitting at the kitchen table, reading through his dissertation.

Her hugging him from behind as he reads.

Them kissing once on the cheek, then another time on the lips, then breaking away and smiling as we squealed and squirmed.

They didn't hold hands often.

Loving you
Is easy because you're beautiful....
Making love with you
Is all I want to do....
Loving you
Is more than just a dream come true....
And everything that I do
Is out of loving you....

No one else can make me feel
The colors that you bring....
Stay with me while we grow old....
And we will live each day in spring time....

Because loving you....
Has made my life so beautiful....
And every day of my life
Is filled with loving you....
Loving you....
I see your soul come shining through....
And everytime that we....
Oh I'm more in love with you....

Why is there no "together forever"?
Maybe that's why shooting stars are so beautiful.