Letter To My Wife - Part Three Poem by Martin Greyford

'Even when you push me away, I will be patient. Even when you feel unworthy of love, I will love you harder. My loyalty is not conditional on your happiness or your ease. I am here for the messy, beautiful, complicated truth of who you are. I am not afraid of your sadness. I am not afraid of the hard days. I am here, and I am not leaving.

When you doubt yourself, let me be the voice that speaks encouragement. When you feel forgotten, let me be the proof that you are remembered and valued. I will hold you in your pain, believing in your healing even when you can't. I will walk beside you, step by step, never rushing, never lagging, always matching your pace.

I want you to know that you don't have to earn my love. You don't have to perform or pretend or be anything other than yourself. My love is not a prize you need to win—it is a steady promise, an open door, a home where you are always safe, even on your darkest days. I will always be proud to stand by your side.

If all you can do is breathe, I will celebrate every breath with you. If all you can do is make it through the day, I will be here to greet you at the end. I am not here to rescue you—I am here to walk this journey with you, wherever it leads, however long it takes. You are not a burden; you are a blessing, and I am honored to be the one you trust.

So when you feel sad, when you feel lost or broken or alone, remember that you have me. I may not be able to move mountains, but I will sit beside you at the foot of every hill you face. You are never alone in your sadness, never alone in your struggle. I promise to be your constant, your comfort, your friend and your love, for as long as you want me by your side.

No matter how many storms come, no matter how many times you feel like giving up, my love will remain—steady, unwavering, and true. I may not be much, but I am yours. And I will always, always be by your side.'