Random Thought

The thought graces my mind with such ease. Not once have I been able to think of something, and be so calm, feel so secure. Something about this thought just calms my nerves, even if I'm at my worse. As I gather my thought, there appears your face. Time and time again I find myself in this position; finding it hard to picture anyone but you; finding it difficult to erase this image of you from my mind, even if only temporarily.

I tend to lose sight of the rest of the world, but I never seem to lose sight of you, nor do I lose site of this thought; this dream; this possible fairy tale of you and I -- together. Every second spent thinking about you, is a second closer to that glory; a second more that I feel myself falling for you; a second more I have to discover something great about you that I hadn't known before.

When I'm around you, I'm carefree. As I lay in your arms, I feel like this bond is unbreakable. Although this is not always the reality of things, I often find myself dreaming; dreaming of how I want things to be -- how they will be, if not forever, long enough for me to appreciate it, embrace it, and learn from it.

Some call me a hopeless romantic. Others may just consider me insane. But I know, its all honestly I have just been graced by the likings of you.