A gray life...

Lost in your thoughts, you miss whats right in front of you.

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She fills the spaces. The spaces between my lonely hours. The spaces between my gapped mind. The spaces between my hands and the ledge that I fell from ages ago…the ledge of sanity. I am on a constant push against my own being. She is there to make the push seem more like a task…a task that leads to a great prize…her time. Her time has no value because there is no amount of anything that it is worth…except for one thing…OUR time. Every waking moment is fresh and new and full of life. Every kiss is almost as passionate as the first. The first second I see her my heart is filled with joy and my body teems with anxiety. Anxious to the point of instability I forget everything and anything that was on my mind and stare. I observe her beauty. Her smile. Goodness her smile! Observing her smile is like watching the most beautiful sun set. like watching the sun slowly drift across the sky to its demise below the horizon: and in that moment I am satisfied. In that very first moment and in the last few, day and night. They are the complete opposite. They define contrast. Because there is a difference between fear and sadness…