One Nice Thing

You were the one nice thing in my story.

The day we met, I knew

The day we kissed,  I loved you.

I told it all to you

My whole story sad and true

And let you take or leave me.

You took me.

I took you.

Our love started so high above any other couple I ever even heard about.

Both parents divorced

No couples remaining...

And we kept it up.

One nice thing about you

Is that part is easy.

But when things are easy 

They get taken for granted

And sometimes ...you take me for granted

And I can't remember the last time I wrote you a love poem.

Sometimes I blame you

Couples often blame each other for the lives they lead.  I see that in the other's pitfalls.

I blame you though because it IS you

You, my partner, my spouse, my wife, my life

You hold the keys to my happiness in a way I never would have forgiven before

When I gave you me.

When I took you.

And more importantly you hold the keys to the happiness of my happiness.

We built this life from fun and love and laughter into kids having fun, being loved, and laughing

But they're not laughing at you or me

It's we.

It's us that surround them with all we got every day
all day

Not five days a week or the weekend.

And I blame you because this is not a nice part of this story.

People don't actually take each other.  They corcle each other.  They trap each other!

We kept this up.

This dance.  This undulation.  This ...

...And then you say 

            one. 

            nice. 

            thing.

And I feel the heat of your hand on the small of my back

And all I can feel again is love.