The Answer Will Always Be You

I ask: 

What was your favourite part of the day?
Most enjoyable evening? Isn’t she beautiful? 
Wasn’t the movie great? Ass or boobs? 
((No but really, isn’t she beautiful?)) 
What do you like about me? 

You answer:
You.

Always, unfailingly – illogically – ungrammatically
Always, your answer is simple. The touching 
Simplicity and assurance that there is no need
For more justifications makes me cry. No 
Ifs buts when why – you are enough. You
Are the only reason and all time answer.
You make me cry.

Because it would break my heart if one day 
I ask and you change the effortless answer
With learned qualifiers. What if one day 
We have to look for lists to not forget 
And reasons to stay? It’ll break my heart
To know that suddenly I am no longer a good
Enough reply. Every 11:11, I pray in my small heart 
That the answer will always be you.