Walking around the apartment,
Straightening shoes,
Wiping the kitchen counter again,
Watering the plants again.
Deciding I hate my curtains.
I'll be sure to pick out a new set
Next week.
Then
Seeing your boxers in my laundry bin.
I stop.
Can't control the giddy smile.
They're the proof of life.
More than that,
Proof of you
In my life.
