I was sitting on the porch.
Evening was fast approaching.
I was slowly unwinding.
I felt him looking at me.
Just to my left.
I look.
He is looking.
But I already knew that.
I say what?
He says do you have any idea how beautiful you are?
I scoff.
He holds my gaze and says I know you don’t think you are beautiful but I know you are.
I don’t know what he knows.
But.
I know love.
Just sitting on my porch.
