Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere 'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light-blue But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad 'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia Chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because When I think of you I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear Oh darling, I wish you were here
This sounds like a pretty sad song, I know, but hear me out. I heard this song on the way home from my parents house this evening. It had been a long day of teaching primary and gaming with my little brother, and I had not seen my dear wife since 6:30 am. Because she had not felt well, she had headed home instead of coming to my parents house which is the regular for every other Sunday. As I drove home I flipped the radio through several commercial laden stations and rested the 'dial' on this song. I had never heard it before, but I was totally touched. No, I haven't lost Shalynn, but I did miss her badly and couldn't wait to get home to her. I hurried home, knowing that if a speed trap lay between me and her, there would surely be a car chase.
I love my wife more than I can really express or show, though I try to daily. She works so incredibly hard as a nurse, a student, a wife, and my best friend. I honestly don't know how she does it all, let along how she puts up with silly old me. She is my Hero. Whenever I am sick or need help, whenever I even just need to talk, she is there for me, faster than I can ask. Beyond the things she does for me, my wife is so amazingly beautiful. Ask her and she will argue her way out of that description, but it is definitely accurate. She often catches me staring at her starry eyes and perfect lips, and I am made to come up with an excuse, though the only accurate one is that she still amazes me.
With only words it is hard to describe my wife. Marriage to her has been, and I am sure will remain, the best decision I have ever made. She is my entire life; everything that makes sense and everything that I want. Sometimes, I just miss her, and I have to rush home so that her fingers can fit perfectly between mine.
I love you Shalynn