Imagine That: Fifth Harmony

Lauren • Yours

*** I suggest listening to the song Yours by Ella Henderson whilst reading because that's what it's based off ***

I'll wear your winter coat,
the one you love to wear.
So I keep feeling close
to what's beyond compare.
The moments waking up,
you catch me in your eyes.
That beauty on my pillow
that holds me in the night.

My fingers trailed the outline of her perfectly shaped lips, wavering above the softness of her skin. They were so kissable and literally perfect that it took me a while to tear my eyes away from them. I continued to outline her adorable button nose and made my way up to her intoxicating green eyes that usually shifted intensity as each second passed however, her pale lids obscured them from my view, leaving me to admire her long, dark eyelashes.

Even her sleeping form was beautiful.

Her dark, wavy locks were sprawled around her head and covering her white pillow, making it seem like a perfect black and white painting. Her right arm was tucked under her pillow and her left arm was placed neatly on top of the pillow, her hand clutching the soft fabric ever so gently.

The stray hair that was near her nose was blowing gently from the breeze that came from her nostrils that released regular breaths every second or so, so I used my finger and curled it off her face, tucking it behind her ear gently. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to wake her up. Or, at least I didn't think it was

Her mouth parted slightly and I saw her tongue lick her lips to soothe the chapped skin. Eventually, her eyes opened and looked around in confusion before settling on me. I smiled softly when I was immediately met with the intensity of her greenness. From afar, one could say that her eyes were green, but when you actually took the time to study them up close, you would notice that they were several more colours, too.

Various shades of green mixed in with blues and even some grey, reminding me of a cloudy day at the beach for some odd reason. It seemed coincidental because the beach was supposed to be a place of peace and serenity, and that's exactly how I felt when I looked into her eyes. If you were lucky enough, you could catch the few flecks of gold that circled her irises and emphasised their intensity.

Her soft-looking lips curved into a lazy smile and the hand that was resting on her pillow moved, so she was now lacing her arm around my waist and stroking the exposed skin on my back, and sending comfortable shivers down my spine.

"Good morning," her raspy voice spoke, eliciting a smile from me.

"Good morning, love," I said, glad that I was lucky enough to wake up with the woman I love, every single morning.

***

And I would fight my strength
to untape my mouth.
When I used to be
afraid of the words.
But with you I've learnt just to let it out,
now my heart is ready to burst.
Cause I, I feel like I'm ready for love.
And I, wanna be your everything and more.

When you're younger, you imagine growing up and falling in love and living happily ever after, completely disregarding the journey it takes for that to happen. Personally, I never imagined how it would feel to fall in love; what it would feel like to have a strong affection for someone and using those three simple words to convey it.