Defying gravity? Falling against the gravity?
You are my gravity.
Why? Because I love you…with all my heart.
You are my gravity.
You hold the source of my life in your hands. I give it to you and noone else and never have because I trust you with it.
I know that you are gentle enough to hold it, strong enough to protect it, kind enough to respect it, and the one to take care of it.
Because you have strong hands yes, but because you love me.
In an unconditional way.
You are my gravity.
Is that reason enough to give you something so damaged, fragile, but precious away?
Just in case it’s not, I give it to you because I know Who you first give yourself to…
You Both are my gravity.
You love me everyday.
You pull me close and keep me safe.
You take care of me better than I do myself.
What can I do for you? How can I love you back? How can I love you better?
You are my gravity. Who am I to you?
If you are my gravity, what will it take for me to be your source of strength?
Your muse for life?
What will it take for me to be as much to you as you are to me?
For me to be needed by you as much as I need you? Even if it’s in a different way…
You are my gravity, let me be what gives you more force.
You have the ability to determine which way I travel.
Will you lead me to the sky? Or will you lead me to the ground?
You are my gravity, and I trust you; and I know Who you trust.
I want to go towards the blue. You know it’s my favorite color.
But I also want you to stay with me.
I want you to let me go far enough to touch it, but close enough to keep me safe from the sun.
Sometimes it’s warm and inviting, and other times it burns.
Either way, you are my gravity and a compliment to my life.
You are my strength, truth, and logic, and I hope I can be your heart?
You are my gravity, may I be your heart.