i crave to fall into the most peaceful slumber in your arms. for your touch around my waist yet again as you lazily drag me closer. your head nuzzled into the crook of my neck as i contently run my fingers through your hair.
once we wake, when and why forever uncertain, i look to you as your eyes and body wake before your mind. although what stirring takes place does not disturb from the angelic tranquility that remains. careful to not disturb you, i patiently wait as finally your mind rushes to catch up and in moments your soft eyes flutter open to meet mine. a smirk forms on your lips causing your eyes to shut ever so slightly as creases form around them. you then pull me to you as if you'd wish to never let me go.
all of the vivid memories, forever making me lust toward what could be now.
only i'm not sure i meant to be with you. any thoughts of you flood my mind and i instantly crave you once again. although this could be the fact what we had was seemingly picturesque and drawn-out.
perhaps i will run into someone whom does the same gestures you would do, and find myself happier to lay beside them. no matter how i think of you now, i have no doubt i will find someone superior.
s.d.
