Your little eyes are so vibrant in my memory. The feel of your little fingers poking at mine make me smile as I remember. There’s no complication to this; only love.

I adore our good mornings and good nights and naps and days in the light. There’s no complication to this; only love.

You call me and make my day, when you don’t even know you do. You’ve been there for everything, and will be as long as you can. There’s no complication to this; only love.

You pray for me. Tell me when I’m crazy. Remind me that I’m not always crazy. There’s no complication to this; only love.

You study next to me in these library nights, as we grow in many ways. You work so you can love children with cancer with me. There’s no complication to this; only love.

You send me messages about dying cancer patients. Simply, there’s no complication to this; only love.

You entered my life and we’ve only begun. There’s no complication to this; only love.

It’s never been complicated. It’s never going to be. Because to love there’s no complication; only love.

I’m glad you’re here. I’m glad you call. I miss you enough to make me hurt. I see more than you know. I’m thankful you’ve been. I want you to come back.

And Jesus, you’ve made that all simple.

Only love.

…because love wins.