starry eyes

Every so often I look at you when you are sound asleep. I look at the sparkle of fascination that appears in your eyes when you yap about the inexplicable mysteries of the universe. I look at the sight of you eagerly devouring the food I make for you (which honestly does not deserve to be called food, even). I look so deeply into your eyes as we lay side by side, in your bedroom, with your favorite music playing in the background.

The moment my eyes lock with yours, the haunting memory of my past withers away in the blink of an eye. I know by heart it doesn't last forever. Nothing does. But at least for a fleeting moment, the past stops chasing me down. I don't have to keep hurtling myself away from it. I can finally stand so tall, with you, because I have nothing to be scared of.

Every so often I look at you, yet again, only to allow myself to get lost in those starry eyes of yours. And strangely, I wish I could never find my way back home.

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