it is a comfortable room. with only soft light from through the drawn shades to light it. it lights the room with a soft white light, and makes everything look beautiful and everlasting. there are flowers in the room, and it smells of roses.

on the walls in the room are black and white photographs. the room is comfortable, and being inside it makes you sleepy and happy all at once. it makes you long for someone to hold you, and sleep comfortably beside. someone to make you feel safe and loved. someone to wake up beside, with the rain falling down outside, dripping off of the trees, while you lie safely in their arms, and to know that the rain cannot dampen your day, as long as your loved one is beside you.

but for the moment, being content with being alone and happy and sleepy will have to do. and will do. there is the smell of roses, and snow falling outside the window instead of rain, and black and white photographs on the walls to fascinate me, and beautiful flowers to look at.


it is just a shame that my eyes alone can gaze at their beauty.