Friday, January 4, 2013

Comfort


Time slowly ticked on by; as the music in the background played. The moment slowed and I begged to see with all that I knew to see. I slowly lifted my hand to take the glasses off your face.Once free from the lenses I saw your eyes; those beautiful soft jewels.Gentle and soft they spoke so many thoughts to my soul.
It felt like a warm spring morning. I could feel myself waking up in the warmth of its sunshine.

looking up into your face I felt safe from all the uncertainties. Your smile became a safe haven. I stood with my back resting up against the wall, and as you spoke I just watched. I heard the words you spoke, but was captivated by the movement of your lips. I saw your vulnerable eyes whisper words to me that only I could understand. Then in the silence of this precious moment a memory came to me. I raced back in time and relived the delicate moment.

The burrito was completely consumed, the drink drank up to the last drop. The business of the restaurant became a faint hum in the background. We sat at the booth, both silent and taking turns sharing fears and anxieties. Tears in my eyes, anxiety heavy upon my chest, and uncertainty all about my burdened mind, I look up into your face where I see the warmest, most loving face I ever had the privilege of loving, and I said, "Why do you put up with me?" As if it made perfect and logical sense; with a shrug of the shoulders he replies; "Because I love you. I think I was always meant to love you."

Like a time machine my mind comes back to my body. I felt warm and soft, as if I was cocooned beneath the heavy layers of a comforter on a chilly morn. With the warm sun rays shining through the window, I reluctant to step out from under the warmth, lay under the covers a little longer just to enjoy its coziness. Just as my mind lingers on the warm memory I had just traveled back from.

Looking into those eyes I see windows to a mysterious world of comfort. I see a safe haven. Yes baby, I guess you were always meant to love me. I caress your face and pull you close. I realize as your scruff tickles my skin that you loving me makes me feel so complete. No, I may not understand most of anything concerning tomorrow, but as for tonight I feel deeply loved. I think for now its enough for me.