My Mr Minion

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“My Mr Minnion”

On the thirteenth of July, two thousand eighteen,

We sang Culture Club beneath neon and cigarette steam.

You arrived, Mr Minnion, grin bright as my streetlight,

We wandered to the Commercial in that loud electric night.

We shattered into laughter, glass stars across the floor,

Spinning like a scratched old record, forever young once more.

And time kept turning slowly,

Like songs we used to know,

Every little moment

Became a golden glow.

My Mr Minnion, my Pete, my steady, silly soul,

Eight years of storms and sunshine somehow made us whole.

You lied about your age because you thought you were too old for twelve feckin’ months before I got told.

But love don’t need perfection,

It only asks what’s real —

And every day beside you

Has taught my heart to heal.

My Family opened their arms out wide like windows, warm and loud and bright,

Sarah, Chesco, Bev and Andy laughing through the night.

Sweet Judith tied the moments up like ribbons in the air,

While Grumpy George stood smiling like he’d always found us there.

And Ozzy danced in circles, little paws upon the floor,

Begging for affection and another little encore.

The years became our heartbeat,

Simple, strange, and true,

A thousand ordinary things

That only belong to you.

My Mr Minnion, my Pete, my steady, silly soul,

Eight years of weathered memories stitched inside our bones.

You disappear to the bowling club with George beside you, pints of smooth in hand

Then wander through the doorway carrying moonlight home again.

And I’ll be there waiting,

Like I’ve always been —

Your safe place in the silence,

Your lover and your friend.

You never cared for fancy meals or polished silver trays,

But somehow you still soften all my hardest days.

So roll your games and chase the laughter echoing down the hall,

Because every road you wander still leads you through my door.

And when the night grows heavy,

Or the years begin to show,

I’ll hold your hand like July thirteenth —

The night that started all of this glow.

Oh Mr Minnion, my Pete, my heart’s familiar song,

Through every crooked chapter, you’re where I still belong.

And if the world goes dim someday, one truth will still remain:

I love you deeper, wilder, beyond all fear and pain.

So hear me now, my darling,

With every breath I feel —

This love is ours forever,

And this love is sealed.

On the thirteenth of July, beneath the neon light,

Two souls became a story

Still burning through the night.

I Love You Mr Minnion More Than You’ll ever know.