Clifford's
I bet that every strayed thought of mine from the past 8 months has been of you. I bet every star, bridge or eye lash that I’ve wished upon was for you. And I can promise you, most everything reminds me of you these days. I want you to see what the face of my love looks like, because this is it.
I can look into a puddle on any cloudy day expecting to see my own rippled reflection staring up at me, but what I always see is your face, clearer than the mountains in the distance. In this reflection you have a priceless look on your face that I am still waiting to see. It’s the mountains that remind me of you, that fresh strum of an acoustic guitar and a form of security that’s never been quite so familiar. I know I see you when I’m looking for myself because you’re always there when I’m lost. I know the moment you took my heart was when you said you wanted to see all of my sides. I know I want to be your reflection and I never want to forget how you make me feel on nights like this when I know you’re here and that the best has yet to come. The best has truly yet to come.