Difficulties in Sleep

Another night passes and I lay awake contemplating whether my love is real or but another fake. I toss and turn remembering past relationships that caused my utter heartbreak. I roll to my left, I roll to my right, these confusing and insecure thoughts are sure hard to fight.

One has a smile that does nothing but beguile, while the other has astonishing eyes, one look and your heart is enlightned, like a summer night peppered with fireflies.

I begin to feel drowsy and look at the clock, it reads 12:30. The furrow in my brow starts to decrease as my labyrinth of difficult contemplation finally commences to cease. My eyes fall shut in sleep.

The last image I see, is of whose heart will be mine to keep.