My Arms. My Bed.

I believe that she is beautiful and even as she shakes her head at every word I have said my bed is where she feels at home. And if she would let me I would remind her every day that whatever comes and wherever she stays that she always has a place with me. And I suppose that it is sad and somber that she always wonders if she is a good person. I only see the best in her and her sweet smile shakes my world apart and I start to wonder why a wonderful girl could care about someone as broken as me.

So fall into my arms and fall into my bed and my head no longer reels and I feel okay. Better even and I have never been entirely optimistic but your lips soothe my soul and make me feel alive and you make me want to strive for a better life. And when life can come and go as fast as we can blink, just remember you are so much better than you think. You are wonderful.

©2014 Nikk Settell (NiXiT)