Sitting by the Fire

Sitting by the Fire 

Sitting by the fire, wishing you were here with me. 

Something about paying with my demon in the firelight sounds like fun. 

Though anything we do together seems to be perfect; sitting by the fire should be no exception, not that I can see. 

Every moment spent with one another makes life a little better; makes me wonder if you could be the one. 

 

Sitting by the fire, thinking about you and missing the hell out of you. 

Everything happens so naturally with us, no awkward moments or fears. 

Conversations and playfulness come easily, making for wonderful memories between us two. 

I wish you were here sitting by the fire; making even more right now, instead of stuck at home sick as the end of my trip nears. 

 

Sitting by the fire, only wanting you here with me; spending a little more time together. 

I miss you so much in between our perfect days. 

I know it is crazy, and it should not be; but you treat me differently than any other. 

You make me feel seen and hear, you make me feel important and like I matter; I hope it stays that way, always! 

 

Sitting by the fire; reflecting on how happy I have been since we started talking. 

It made me realize what I had been missing; you changed my outlook, a lot. 

You lifted the curtains from my eyes sort of speak; reminding me of other flaws besides blocking. 

I was putting up with way too much; but thanks to you for stirring up my overthinking brain, I am not! 

 

-Angela Stull