Zachary

By Christina Formby

My heart felt it long before my brain could comprehend what was going on.

I was in the midst of the love of my life.

I couldn’t say why

or how I knew

But now,

looking over at him on the couch

I can say with some certainty

I was destined to be with this man.

The man who hates cinnamon.

The man who holds my hand as he sleeps.

The man who never stops learning.

The man with the emerald eyes

and a laugh that electrifies a room.

The man whom I call husband.

I want nothing more than to reach over and run my hand across his cheek.

To look into his heart and let him know he is loved.

Zack, mi amor,

There will never be enough words to say how much I adore you.