HIM

There he is again standing here beside me. The strands of his hair flow with every touch of the air. The look on his face while we stare at the deep blue sky above our heads is the same as mine. His lips that looks inviting everytime he speaks. His big black round eyes that seem to see right through me everytime he looks at me. It is better than paradise everytime I am with him. Just standing here with him beside me feels much more than being in paradise itself. I just wish for time to stop and this moment to last forever because when it continues to pass tomorrow will come and all I can do is wish. To wish that he would be there again standing beside me, looking up at the skies. Tomorrow he will be there standing beside somebody else. He will look but see right through me because he only sees that somebody else. How I wish we’d stay here. Here where he and me are one.