he still calls me chica
and it makes me smile
just a little. it shows me
that even though
is so fucked up,
he still adores me.
everything about me,
my hair and my
lips, my fingertips
and my kisses.
and i love him
because he stays with me
through all of it,
all this shit
that i make him
deal with,
and he still says
i love you.
you mean the
world to me.