Even Though We Both Just Had a Fight

Even though we both just had a fight,

But the way she sleeps so comfy—holding her pillow tight,

It looks so cute— a beautiful, endearing, peaceful sight.

I wonder what she might be dreaming tonight?

Maybe of our first Christmas night,

Or the day I will marry her in broad daylight.

But honestly, seeing her sleep so relaxed just feels so right.

Wait—what if she is having a nightmare,

Which is making her hold that pillow so tight?

If that’s the case, I will be her dark knight,

Rescuing her out of that plight.

I swear to God I will destroy that wight 

who dares to make her feel fright.

Because her arrival in my life made everything so bright;

Everything around me is now full of colors—

Everything around feels decorated with lights.

Yes, I know I am already late for getting ready for my flight,

But seeing her so calm shuts the alarm,

And brings my confidence to a new height,

Making me feel that everything will be alright.

I pet her head gently with my palm:

“Everything will be alright.”