Creative Writing: A Moment of Thanks

You wake up slowly and see her sleeping soundly next to you. She's everything you ever wanted, and you feel so lucky to have her here with you. Her skin is soft, her closed eyes look so relaxed. Her hair is fanned around her pillow and her arms are comfortably at her sides. It brings a smile to your face to see her sleeping like this because you know how hard it was to get to this point. 

Those jobs she had to take that were opposite to your schedule. The many late nights you spent together. The meetings with her parents. And all the summers you spent apart. 

You know in your heart you want her for the rest of your life. It's just one of those things that makes sense, and not just in the moment; there is no doubt that however you may change, you'll always love her. The sweet angel lying beside you. 

You pray that she will always be safe, always full of life. You want for her all of the happiness you can find in life. You feel compelled to give her everything you can give her. And because of it, you're scared of what you could damage if you failed to provide and protect her. Because the worst thing that could happen is failing to make her happy. 

But in that moment before the sun has reached the window, that moment before she awakes and begins the routine of life, you just marvel in her essence and thank God for bringing her to you. 

And as you push a strand of hair behind her ear, she wakes and smiles lightly. 

What is love?

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* n i c o c . o: Creative Writing: A Moment of Thanks

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Creative Writing: A Moment of Thanks

You wake up slowly and see her sleeping soundly next to you. She's everything you ever wanted, and you feel so lucky to have her here with you. Her skin is soft, her closed eyes look so relaxed. Her hair is fanned around her pillow and her arms are comfortably at her sides. It brings a smile to your face to see her sleeping like this because you know how hard it was to get to this point. 

Those jobs she had to take that were opposite to your schedule. The many late nights you spent together. The meetings with her parents. And all the summers you spent apart. 

You know in your heart you want her for the rest of your life. It's just one of those things that makes sense, and not just in the moment; there is no doubt that however you may change, you'll always love her. The sweet angel lying beside you. 

You pray that she will always be safe, always full of life. You want for her all of the happiness you can find in life. You feel compelled to give her everything you can give her. And because of it, you're scared of what you could damage if you failed to provide and protect her. Because the worst thing that could happen is failing to make her happy. 

But in that moment before the sun has reached the window, that moment before she awakes and begins the routine of life, you just marvel in her essence and thank God for bringing her to you. 

And as you push a strand of hair behind her ear, she wakes and smiles lightly. 

What is love?

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