Forget Me(Him)Not…

Forget Me(Him)Not…

I miss when he holds me tight

hugs in the middle of the night

making up after a fight

when he says “It will be alright”

when he tells me i am beautiful

that my skin is so soft

the ping on my phone

A text to say “on my way home”

the sound of his key in the door

the love of my life walking mud on the floor

the leap inside at the sound of his voice

his company of familiar noise

the smile in his eyes as he sees my face

the silly big wave

that makes me giggle

as the man in the middle

feels out of place

he makes a good cup of tea

my husband

a unique brand

my right hand