Vivre d'amour et d'eau fraîche.

 

Be brave, don't be the one who got away, fight fiercely, keep your hair messy and your room tidy. 

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we're not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

-Leonard Cohen

When you discovered you like the sound the fan makes at night too. When you laugh at my bad jokes, when you laugh real high at TV shows we both like. The times you hold me in the middle of the night when you think I’m asleep. The way you get excited when you discover a new beer, the passions you have. The breakfasts and dinners you make me. When you put your hands in my hair. When you say “I love you.” When you ask me questions, because for once I’m not the one asking you. The way you smile when you answer the door. Your scars. When you get happy because you fixed something. When you get happy because I fixed something. The way you speak so fondly of Montreal. How much you love the snow, how much you love my home. How honest you are. 

Year of the rabbit. Be a good one. 

This too shall pass.

You are beautiful like demolition.