I Watch

When I was little I pretended to throw up when they kissed.

But I watched.

They still hold hands wherever they go.

I watch.

I see my Mom blush when Dad pays her a compliment. Still after 41 years, she blushes.

I watch.

They tell the story of their first meeting. Both having different details.

I watch.

She touches his arm whenever they are close.

I watch.

He still looks at her with twitterpated eyes.

I watch.

Seeing my parents still in love makes me feel whole.

That is why I still watch.