Honestly

I keep loosing my words into my the space between playing golf in my front yard and sleeping in a chair. I find there are contradictions of who we are and what we want. He doesn't posses the eloquence in his words yet when I look into his eyes it pours through. He doesn't have an understanding for the systems of us. He doesn't even give into my demands of friendship. Yet, I'm realizing that possibly, that's what it is about him I cherish and crave.