Listening to you, breathing alongside you,
just being in your presence,
the world seems more beautiful,
peaceful,
the noise is just voices
from where you drift me apart
and make me look at those eyes
that speak louder than all other sounds.
I look at you and I see
my world shaping in front of me
in a collage of emotions that you make me
go through
and be someone that’s a far better version
of what I was before.
Looking at you, this place,
these faces,
those times,
some reasons,
its all part of the noise
and only you and I exist
in our little space that we could call home.
With you, the air is peaceful
and breathing gets easier
even when everything else could be suffocating
and silent.
But the silence doesn’t last,
not with you,
and even when no voices come though,
you have that smile
that could make me speak
with my own beats,
you have that essence
that could vanish everything else
except for YOU.
To Nine months and Counting