A boisterous noise filled the room, yet I could filter out the distinct nature of your laugh among them. And I know— I know that when I turn my head, I’ll be greeted with that blinding smile of yours. Head thrown back, eyes crinkled to form crescent moons, with your chest rising high, laughing your heart out, sending my own heart in a frenzy of beats. Even without facing you, I could trace the same smile in my dreams, forever etched into my memories, leaving my poor heart beating all the while I reminisced.
You spoke in a language of laughter and smiles, so much that it haunts me behind closed eyes. I don’t even dare to look at you because I know— I know, I’d be digging myself a deeper grave. Because I’d be dreaming of it again, it’d be harder to erase in my mind, and my heart would be in deeper pits because of that smile, just one smile, and then I’m already a goner for you. But even then, I’ve already found myself 6 feet under because how could I deny myself such simple pleasure of seeing you smile? When all I dream is that I’m the reason behind all those upturned quirks of your lips.
Because you’re my Eden, a paradise, a sacred part of my mind, a fantasy where I can only hope to make it a reality. To bask in the bright light of your smile, embrace the warmth it radiates, listen to the rumbles of your laughter with an ear to your chest, hearing your heartbeat next to it. But I still haven’t figured out how to be normal with the things you do when I know— I know that you’re my Eden, far too good to be true. But alas, since you are my Eden, while I may not be able to reach you, I’ll always be dreaming of you.
I’ll always be dreaming of Eden.
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