if there was pain we'd bury it in silence and resentment, and if there were lies we'd ignore them until our stomachs bled, and if the clothes get old we'll replace them, and when the cats die we might lament them, if your eyes lose their color i'll still stare at them, if your breathing changes rhythm i'll still hold you, if your blood refuses to flow i'll warm your feet in bed, and if my eyes cloud over i'll describe for you my memories of your beauty in the early days, and if our children leave home i'll sit on the porch and feel lost with you, and when i fail i'll look to you to forgive me once again, and when Jesus comes to collect us i'll thank him for all the love he showed me through you