How did I find myself here? In this bed, in a room where the lights are off but it's not so dark, as the half-cracked blinds fill the darkness with streetlights and shadows. Her breathing next to me is slow, rhythmic, and let's me know that she's finally asleep. Peacefully. Beautifully. I'll never understand what I did to deserve this. Her love and her presence give me a sense of fulfillment that I never knew was possible for me. Her brown eyes enchant me in every fairytale, magical way I could possibly use to illustrate the feeling. And still, I know that words alone could never come close to fully capturing just what it feels like when her eyes are staring back into mine. Her very existence alone gives me hope again for a world that I thought I'd completely lost it for. I know now that a world with her in it is one that I will always want to be a part of. And so, I lay here, next to her, with my hand rested softly on her lower back as she sleeps. In my mind, I'm wishing for the power to tap into her dreams right now and make her see what I see through my eyes when I look at her. And I hope in that moment she sees the most beautiful girl in the world staring back her. I know that's what I see.
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Into This Mind Of Mine by LucasHunt7
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