I'm buttoning up his buttons on his double breasted coat, and the warmth of his smile mixed with the stinging pain in his arm leave me speechless.He's handsome. My skin tingles, my cheeks blush, and I am left admiring him before he begins to sing me sweet, simple, solid compliments. He's tired and hungry, I'm content to the point of blissful. We wind up watching a cartoon, he falls to sleep long before I do. I use to try counting from a thousand to one to help me fall to sleep, counting the beats of his heart or the takes of his breath works better, they sooth me a perfect reminder that I'm alive and he is with me; and this moment right here right now is what serenity must feel like.
I've got more than any girl truly needs. I'm fortunate, I'm blessed. I lose sight of how amazing my life is more often than I should. I get lost in irrelevant stresses of every day life. I fuss over minor inconveniences which won't matter tomorrow or even in a minute. I need to count my blessings more often than I do, I'm sure it will help me keep sight of the things I find great joy in.
February ended beautifully, I'm in March now and in just a few short days I won't be a teenager anymore. I'm nervous and excited, but most of all I'm happy for my here and now. The future will be what the future will be, its up to me to make it there and remain on my road named Happy.
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