stupid poetry

27

there are morning
which i barely get out of bed

where laying here in silence
is much easier
than facing the whirlwinds
of life

there are afternoons
which i feel tired

where giving up on a task
is much safer
than being drained
by life

there are nights
which i lay awake in bed

where my thoughts
are the only place
i feel i belong
in life.

but there are also mornings
which you are the first thing
on my mind

the thought of you, calming the storm
of my life

there are also afternoons
where your face is all i want to see

nothing else matters
but your hand in mine
and the world on our shoulders

there are also nights
still sleepless nights
but for every possible great reason

my head resting on your chest
listening to the soft pumps
of your heartbeat

you have turned those terrible
mornings
afternoons
and nights

to something beautiful.
something i can look forwards to
and dream peacefully

you have changed everything
given me my smile back
the hope in my eyes
the glowing of my skin
and i could never
ever
thank you enough
for truly coming into my life
and fixing everything
that you didn't even break

you've made these days
so much easier
with or without your presence

and i adore you more and more for that