Let me tell you what comfort is.
It's focusing on your own thoughts for a moment;
and realizing the things that aren't going quite right;
and going through a list of all you have to do;
and knowing you are happy despite it all;
and being so comfortable in your own skin that you've got the time and the drive to care so much about the ones you love and you can't stop being peaceful.
Let me tell you what love is.
It's being thousands of miles away;
and missing someone so much you get confused about where you are;
and feeling something lacking and it's his smile;
and remembering how it felt to be in those arms;
and accepting that you're apart right now and it's okay because just the knowing of that person in the world makes everything more okay.
Now let me tell you what hope is.
It's the part of you that helps you sleep at night;
and the heart of you that gets you up in the mornings;
and the worst of you that can drive you mad;
and it's the best of you that makes you the person that you've chosen to be because each moment,
each day and hour,
all of those pieces of you, known and forgotten,
they are your hope.
They are your dreams.
And they are beautiful to me.
So I won't tell you any more about any thing.
I'll sit here, comfortable, loving, hopeful.
Missing many, but mostly just happy because while I've got that void today, I've got tomorrow to dream, and so many days after to act on love.
I am grateful.
It's focusing on your own thoughts for a moment;
and realizing the things that aren't going quite right;
and going through a list of all you have to do;
and knowing you are happy despite it all;
and being so comfortable in your own skin that you've got the time and the drive to care so much about the ones you love and you can't stop being peaceful.
Let me tell you what love is.
It's being thousands of miles away;
and missing someone so much you get confused about where you are;
and feeling something lacking and it's his smile;
and remembering how it felt to be in those arms;
and accepting that you're apart right now and it's okay because just the knowing of that person in the world makes everything more okay.
Now let me tell you what hope is.
It's the part of you that helps you sleep at night;
and the heart of you that gets you up in the mornings;
and the worst of you that can drive you mad;
and it's the best of you that makes you the person that you've chosen to be because each moment,
each day and hour,
all of those pieces of you, known and forgotten,
they are your hope.
They are your dreams.
And they are beautiful to me.
So I won't tell you any more about any thing.
I'll sit here, comfortable, loving, hopeful.
Missing many, but mostly just happy because while I've got that void today, I've got tomorrow to dream, and so many days after to act on love.
I am grateful.
