can't stop thinking

Monday, February 3rd, 2020

There's an image I replay,
A constant picture in my head,
A single moment:
When I drive away,
In my rear view mirror,
I watch you as you watch me.

My refuge, my shelter, my safe place.
The one I turn to,
The one I run to,
Whose arms are strong enough to carry me and all my burdens.
You mean so much to me and that moment,
The man in the framed picture of my rear view mirror,
Holds my heart.