You’re so beautiful the way your eyes shine in the light from the LCD TV as you lay on my couch with one arm under my neck, the other absentmindedly stroking my back.
I watch your thought process as you watch the commercials flickering artificial luminosity around my living room. Your adam’s apple slipping up and back down as you swallow or clear your throat. The skin around your radiant eyes crinkles up as a smile spreads across your face at something funny that I missed on the screen.
But I don’t care because I’m lost in this moment. Just watching you be who you are captivates me… pulls me in to you.
It’s never been about pretending with you. I wasn’t trying to make an impact on you or make you fall for me. I wasn’t trying to be somebody you wanted, somebody I wasn’t. Yet, you still wanted me.
Whatever program you’re watching replaces the commercials and I trace the shape of your lips with my finger. They’re always so soft and your head tilts down as you plant a kiss on my forehead.
This moment: your lips on my skin and our bodies tangled comfortably together.
The look in your eyes while I smile up at you.
This moment.
This is what happiness feels like.
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