i carry your heart with me

by E. E. Cummings

 

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;

and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)

i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

 

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;

which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

 

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Has it really been seven years since we became one? People say there should be an itch. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t describe it like that, but I’m not sure exactly just how to describe it. I do know that I take you for granted. Your easy-goingness, your forgiving nature, the fact that you give the benefit of the doubt to people that I would so easily judge for bad… I forget that all that you are is everything that I ever needed in life. With my critical attitude, I treat you like you are not enough, but the truth is, you’re much more than I could ever deserve. I react with jealousy because I’m afraid this won’t last – because I’ve never known good things to last. I have a long way to go, and I know it, and I thank you for your patience. Thank you for being so much of the good in me.

I love you. Happy anniversary.

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