You are my favorite chapter
in the story of my life.
Your page is dog eared
so once I reach the end,
I can come back to you.

It is 6 AM
And the light of the morning
spilling through the cracks of the blinds
is a bittersweet reminder
that yet another day has passed
and I am still here.
I can't help but think
with each rising sun,
that maybe,
just maybe,
I will be okay.

Still looking
For something beautiful in life
To make my heart sing
Like you did

You became
A distant memory,
Nothing left of you
But a story for the moon

Your presence calms
my restless soul.
As we sit on the couch,
my head on your chest,
I am lost in the waves
of your breathing
and the soft rhythm
of your heart beat.
It's here,
now,
just you and me,
everything is calm,
and time finally
stands still.

The colors
dance in waves
across the darkening sky;
a beautiful calm before the storm.
The kind of calm
the world only experiences
in the early hours of the morning
when everyone is asleep
before the weight of everything
comes crashing down on it.