The Switch

As I lay on my black sheeted bed, with a comforter as fluffy as a marshmallow, and a sweatshirt so big I can get lost, I think of you. The room's lights are off but I have these little dangly flower lights that, combined with the glow the gray clouds send my way, create a dream atmosphere. The wind blows through the open window with a crisp breeze that smells just like serenity and tranquility. Every worry of yesterday is left for another day. As for right now, I feel your love in the shaking tree leaves and the air I inhale and I look out towards the landscape, thanking you for sending it my way.