Love letter

They were and still are
endless reasons why
somethings shouldn't happen.

For instance:
the father of her child,
the child,
a relationship of love
that lasted three years,
but it did
happen.

And now, as I sit
upon the toilet
next door
whilst she stirs.
I grow warm
remembering last night,
and knowing that once I flush
and wipe,
brush my teeth
and stare my tired eyes
out in the mirror
I offer my reflection
a grin,

then I turn
to walk back
in to that room
where she waits
with her heart
on her sleeve
and her legs
open for me.