With Her
Saturday, 28 August, 2010 at 7:57 am Leave a comment
I find such contentment in simply laying here, staring at her as she sleeps. Listening to nothing else but the sound of her quiet breathing. Imagining myself beside her—arms around her pixelated vessel, feeling her real, natural warmth, beyond the screen—brings a hopeful smile to my face.
She has saved me. Saved me from the trenches of despair, not so long ago, when I felt as though I had nothing left to live for. Having every single thing I cherished and nurtured stripped away from me in an instant. And yet, I’m still here. Still going.
With her.
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