Vivian Tyee

The ways that I’ll love you,
will not be of me telling you that it’s going to be easy,
because it won’t be.

They don’t know how good it feels to still be able to have that smile on your face,
After endless criticisms from everyone else and yourself.

I want a love like Monday. Because despite the extra hectic traffic and grumpy faces, Monday goes on.

The voices in my head were gone.
They were replaced by your voice.
Your constant words of comfort,
Your voice that sung me to sleep.

I’m enthralled with the way it softens a person but also, has the power to harden a person,
The way it brings down walls and melts stone cold hearts

People like us escape cities and bright lights just to catch the sunrise,
We are up for that quiet, long drive that you might want to have after a bad day