Village boy Impressions

I do not love you for a reason Because reasons can shift with time– not for your beauty that may fade, nor your youth that would pass.   I love you in the sure way one recognizes home– not a startling discovery, but always a quiet certainty.     You ask what I see in you— but love is not a checklist. If I could name one thing, I would fear to lose it.   So I love you not only for what you are today, but the way your heart rises to meet mine without pretenses, without holding back.   There is a softness in you, the world does not always reward– but I see it.   The way you give, without keeping score, the way you care, even when it costs you, That is the kind of strength I trust my life with. N-kaachenera.   You are quiet, I am not. Where I rush, you are steady. And somewhere between your calm and my fire, we meet. And in that moment, I’m home.