Little cracks

I’ll be honest with you
Then again I’ve always been.
I’m not a happy person…
That I really hate myself for just being me.
I don’t have aspirations
And dreams
You know the things that make life interesting and give purpose….
I live in those little cracks … moments
With intense emotions… like
…. The moment she had this look on her face …… it just took my breath away …. It was like she just saw colors for the first time in it’s very detail… it’s beauty …. Seeing the different colors in butterfly wings , bird feathers … animal fur and it’s texture , how it glows when the sun rays bounce off of it …. Gosh even all that beauty couldn’t hold a candle to the beauty she had on her face in that moment….
….
Ever seen a child taking its first step?
Baby opening it’s eyes for the first time ?
Looking up into your eyes …. That preciousness…
That love and belonging
And wanting the whole world for them and need to protect them ….
That that feeling
But …. Towards someone who makes you just wanna stop and like a flight of steps just stair ….
….
Yeah those little cracks ….