The Reason

You are like my pulse.

You are the main artery to my bloodstream

The very reason I breathe.

You are the reason a million stars come out at night.

The very reason that they sparkle in the night sky.

You are the reason why I wake up to the sunlight in my face

The very reason why the breeze I feel during the days are so full of the strong wind that caresses my face.

You are my reason to live.

The reason why I get out of the hospital okay.

You’re the reason I have found a way to live my life.

You.

I want to breathe your hair like you’re my religion.

To keep kissing you like a slave kissing a God.