When I Look At Him....

When I look at him, I see a thousand empty rooms. In each one, he is strangling a ghost..

I would be lying if I say, I don't find this beautiful.

Nothing is quite as stunning as the heavy knuckled hand of a man who spends his life beating demons into the ground.

Yet, I see the colour of my future in his eyes. No camera can ever capture the look he has in his eyes for me!

When I look at him I feel, 'I really love this man.' I love him with all his flaws, all his highs, all his lows.

He touches me with his fingers and burns holes in my skin with his mouth. It hurts when I look at him and hurts even when I don't! I can hurl myself into his arms. He is a reflection of me.

At times, it feels like someone has cut me open with a jagged piece of glass.

But I want all of him, today, tomorrow, everyday. Everything I've ever wanted is right before me.

Sometimes, I look at him only to feel how lucky I have been! The absence of him is everywhere I look.

I never thought Love could be so magnificent ever, until I see the sincere look in his eyes, for ME!