Meant to Be

Don't really know why
I am awake.
The night is upon me
And my mind is racing.

Can I write more
About you?
You, you, and only you.

How beautiful you are
As the light hits your hair.
Making it glisten
And glow.

How pretty you look
As you stand in the field of flowers.
How life has sprung up
And embraced you.

I can't help
But think more about you.
And how you've ended up
With me of all people.

I like it.
And can't explain it.
Perhaps it was
Meant to be.