And The Man In The Mirror Had Sad Eyes

Staring at a mirror for so long, you don’t recognize the person looking back.
Silencing when words just won’t do.
Not writing when you can’t seem to accurately translate what you’ve imagined.
Not touching another for fear of indifference.
Falling asleep when you simply cannot.
Losing sleep when you’re over tired.
That sweet second upon wakening when you remember the details of your dream.
Slowing down your reading as if somehow this would prevent you from reaching the end of the book.
First sip of water down a dry throat.
Fictional world building under a scalding shower.
Wrinkly fingers after a long bath.
Wrapping your hands around your mug as you take the first sip of coffee in the morning.
A visible moon during the day.
Barefoot on the grass.
Warm sunshine on your skin after a long winter.
When 100 layers of clothing just won’t warm you up.
Taking off your bra after a long day.
Feeling you’re falling as you drift off into a deep sleep.
A baby’s toothless smile.
A long embrace.
A longing for an embrace.
Watching your pet take its last breath.
Watching your daughter give birth.
Sweet mango juice dripping down your face.
Mango hairs between your teeth.
Wet socks.
Barefoot on the sand.
Cool breeze on a summer day.
First bite of chocolate cake.
Understanding what someone’s eyes tell you.
Calling someone on the telephone just as they’re calling you.
Swimming In the ocean.
Pink sunsets.
Mourning the end of a book for days and days.
Freshly washed hair.
Freshly washed sheets.
When it’s 9 pm and it’s still light out.
This combination: rain+tea+blanket+book.
The first time you hold your baby outside your womb.
The cracking noise your spine makes during a yoga twist.
Checking off items on your to do list and simultaneously adding up more things to do.
Laughing so hard you tear up.
Loving so hard you tear up.
Turning off your alarm clock before going to sleep.
The smell of toast.
Burning your tongue eating hot pizza.
Listening to your favorite song on repeat.
Starting over again with undiminished enthusiasm after failing for the 209th time.