Walking me home

Everything is nothing

until you glance over

and I smile at you,

giddiness follows

and your lips

whisper softly

through the mischievous

blue eyes

and a wrinkle of your nose,

“I love you, babe.”

Everything feels

alright

in the world

where

before you

I was just making heads

of my place

in this space

until my hands

finally allowed yours

to gather me,

walk us back home,

and showed me what was missing.