It’s amazing how things just fall into place after so much struggle and everything seems so right. From a darkness that doesn’t appear to lift, can appear a bright shining light. They say things happen when they’re meant to, but I’ve always been nervous about the fate. I sat back and watched my life unfold and wondered if it was worth the wait. Then one day I realised what they say is the truth. The fate will get you through. But you have to go out and make good things happen, for good things to happen to you.
It’s strange how every moment feels like a dreamscape when every second I’ve spent with you has left me feeling alive. Your hair a tangled mess against the pillow, your dazed warm eyes, the freckles on your cheeks spelling out poetry I could never get tired of writing, your lips gently parted with every breath you take.
No place would ever give me as much solace as your arms. No aesthetic is as calming as your mesmerizing eyes. No music is as beautiful as your voice, deep and soft. Your voice has become my love song, that greets me every morning and is the last thing I hear before I go to sleep at night.
Maybe this is what forever feels like?
You asked for a dance on a slow song at that party. The thumps of the rhythm felt muted against my feet, the harmony slowed to a soft beat. In that, I felt your heart against mine, the heart rate climbing as if it was trying to catch up with mine.
Your hand around my shoulder, your other hand in mine. Our breathe mingling, shallow and rapid.
I became the beats and you held me together when I felt apart in your arms, coursing through you like a rhythm.
I became the soft lights, turned into the sparkle in your eyes.
I turned into something more than just human, I became alive.
Your touch on my skin felt warm and comforting. I think I fell in love with you.
And with the way your eyes turned soft, looking at me,
I think, you did too.