Reflections

Where I am right now, is standing in front of my bathroom mirror. Telling myself that I am the luckiest man in the world..
My right hand wipes a residue of steam from the glass and reveals a vulnerable face. Through the mirror in front of me, I watch as cold water splashes against this face of vulnerability, watch as it as tiny liquid beads drip from an unshaven chin and on to the white tile counter top.
Standing in front of my bathroom mirror I watch as words are silently mouthed. Words like, "you" and "are" and "So", followed with "fucking stupid".
I grab a small plastic toothbrush from the small drawer below and watch, as the toothbrush enters the mouth in front of the mirror. Small circular brush strokes message a set of teeth while words like, "You" and "should" and "be there",
This face in front of the mirror spits into the porcelain sink below, looks back into the fading steam and makes words like, "She" and "is", followed by "fucking amazing".
How I feel right now, is like a circular balloon with a thin blue ribbon on the end. Instead of Helium, or Oxygen, this circular balloon is full of future, attached to a thin ribbon of hope.
I raise my head and look into brown eyes thinking of blue eyes and think of how much I want to be someplace else. Where I am right now is standing four feet in front of glass and steam residue, in front of a reflection of someone who wants to be somewhere else, someone he loves very much.

Only Words

Where I am right now is wondering where to begin. Wondering where to start and where to end.
It's been ten days since I've last published a new post. So much for continuity.
Since I don't know where to start or where to begin,  I'll say the thing I want to say the most. YOU ARE AMAZING.
Those words written in capitalized letters are probably making you think
Cliche
Probably
Cheesy
You might even think
Sappy.
I look at them and think
Truth.
Plain and simple.
YOU ARE AMAZING.
Where I am right now is sitting in my bed, thinking about you, sleeping next to your owl. Your cute little stuffed owl.
Thinking about how cold your feet get and how you get this look of satisfaction when you place your cold feet on my skin.
Where I am right now is wondering where to begin. Wondering where to start and where to end. What I would like to say is goodnight.
Goodnight.
And I love you.
I love you.