No vacation compares to the comfort I find in your eyes. They are these big bright headlights that I can't help but stare at while they careen into me. There's a moment when our eyes meet before we kiss. A smile is exchanged. And I look away for a moment. Only to return to your gaze dumbfounded as to why I could have been so lucky to have this half second of joy. They close as I get closer with my own in tow. And with slight hesitation your lips meet mine. There in that moment is exactly what I asked for and something I could never quite put my finger on. It's the moment my heart jumps in the deep end, and I feel like anything could be said with out judgement. I whisper how awkward I am. You giggle or sigh. I pull back. Say goodbye even though I don't want to. You depart and with you leaves Comfort. Until our next embrace.