A Perfectly Sound Idea

I have no idea why I have to fight back tears every time I hear him say it. I have no idea why I get all choked up every time he pulls me closer. I dont know what to think when he looks at me like that, I dont know how to react to every little breath, every sigh, every shudder.

All I can do is be there for him, for better or for worse.

Because I love him. And that's all I really know.