Love me to the point of invention
Even after you say, “I do.”
Show me love in the little things.
The things that matter,
The things that last.

Love me when you think, “I can’t,”
When the weight feels too much
And the world asks for more
Than you think you can give.

Love me to the point of invention,
When your tears create rivers
For me to float,
When I feel like I’m sinking.

Love me with the care
That turns problems into answers,
That builds something real,
Something that won’t bend or crack,
But only heals the broken.