Some days I take a picture of you sleeping,
But it’s not there, what I see! What I feel!
The calm satisfied look of being with someone you love
The feeling of waking up to your forever
I look at the picture and it’s not you
It’s a picture of you
So I stare at you, soaking in that feeling of us
“You’re weird” you say, catching me watch you;
Weirdly in love I think.