the stare
that makes me dare to stare back, into your eyes.
the smile 
that then aproaches me, innocent, but wise.
the laughter
keeps me happy when depression wins the fight.
the arguments,
to know you better, i'll know my wrong from right.
the feet,
i walk my distance just to see you every day.
reaction 
is the way i get from all the things you say.
tears,
my only form of friend, on days you make me cry.
hands
to wipe the tears no longer held so deep inside.
chest,
where i relax my head to rest the night at last.
and love
is what i wish to have when days in time must pass.