Te Amo, Alberto...

You Remind Me

You remind me of that feeling
When your parents buy you Christmas clothes.
That quiet kind of joy,
The kind stitched in cotton and childhood,
Bright reds and itchy lace,
The way you twirl in front of a mirror
Believing just for a second
That the world is soft, and you are safe.

You remind me of rainy afternoons,
When the sky grows heavy with longing.
That happy-sick ache
As I dive beneath the covers,
Wrapped in warmth,
Rain whispering secrets to the rooftop.
In those moments,
You are the comfort I never knew I was missing.

You remind me of my favorite meal
Not the fancy kind, but the familiar kind,
Spiced just right,
Greasy fingers and full laughter.
I want you as an appetizer,
A main course,
A dessert I return to even when I'm full.
You satisfy and stir me in the same breath,
And I’d still ask for you again.

You are my honeymoon phase,
But longer-lasting than the myths say.
You are not a spark that dies
You are a steady flame.
The calm in my storm,
The breath between sobs,
The steady rhythm when my world stutters.

You are the favorite line in a song
I hum on bad days,
The film scene I never skip,
The book page I always reread
Because it feels like home.
With you,
It’s like sleeping with my eyes open
Safe, yet stunned by wonder.
Like dancing to silence
And still hearing a full orchestra.
You are everything I never want to forget,
And the only reason I remember
Who am I when I love
Without fear.

You are memory and moment,
Dream and daylight.
With you, I am not lost
I am found
Again
And again.