When consumed by sadness

I do retreat to thoughts of our future selves sitting peacefully on a couch

Your head on my head

With mine on your chest

A smile on our lips

And a sigh with every other breath

We’d watch the news

Or just dreamily stare into the air

So settled and comfortable

Not a thing to fear

It is a beautiful sight

Soothes me every time

If only it were possible

But I doubt it’ll ever be mine

Take you for granted

I undoubtedly would

Make you cry with my callousness

Acting like no one in love should

Perhaps it is a gift

That our lives are as they are

For this way my haven remains intact

And you can continue to wonder about me from afar