But For Now, I'Ll Just Play With Myself
I find it strange that while I sit here and mingle with sleeplessness, attempting to discover the reason I am still awake, only you come to mind. I've never been one to write based on happiness, but after one night with you, my creative juices flow with positivity. The way the sunshine kisses your lips and the sweet taste on my tongue that stays long after you've gone. The times I couldnt sleep because I was too awake with the reality that you were lying next to me, reading your dreams through the expressions your face cannot contain. The torture I endure reminds me there is more that life can procure if I put my best foot forward. Knowing, one day, I'll be more than who I am right now aids to my continued existence and contributes to my thriving desire to impress you at every corner. Around the bend, when I see you again, you'll be a year older and Ill be year wiser. I'm hoping we can meet somewhere in the center of the gravity that strings me along like a piece of clothing in your life's wardrobe. I want to be a permanent fixture in your smile, the reason your eyes burn bright blue, the sunshine that refuses to stop though the sun has long been set. But for now, I'll just play with myself.
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