It would look like a beautiful sunset, the blissful hues melting together as the night comes alive.
It would look like the stars, burning brighter than the sun as they twinkle in his eyes whenever he looks at me.
It would look like little messages from him to let me know that I cross his mind throughout the day.
It would look like those small gestures to let me know that he still cares.
It would look like little get away adventures with just us and nature for a little while.
It would look like waking up in the morning and being happy to see me lying there next to him.
It would look like him not being afraid or embarrassed to show me off and scream it to the world that I'm his.
It would look like no more uncertainty or heartbreak, no more insecurity or fear that I'll be left behind again.
  It would look like pure unwavering love.

I don't like what I see
when I look in the mirror,
this whole situation seems way too familiar.
All I see are broken eyes
and a shattered mind,
too scared to leave it all behind.
Even if it's to be set free,
no I can't look inside:
where I have these thoughts.