it imagines.

bill.

i sighed a loud sigh and began rubbing my temples in a weak attempt to soothe this pounding headache.
"y-y/n. love. i-i-it's okay."
bill encouraged,
sitting next to me.
his voice offered some peace in my wreckage of a mind,
but it was like a dark cloud covering the glow of the moon;
you know it's there, but you just can't see past the cloud.
"bill. i can't,"
i admitted in a breath,
feeling myself crumble and fold into tears.
his arms wrapped themselves around me,
offering me comfort in a time of need,
and he held me close without a second thought.
"i-i'm here, y/n. let's t-t-talk."
he offered.
rubbing circles on my forearm.
"everything seems so much harder now."
i was full of unwarned anxiety that seemed to swallow me whole.
i couldn't fight my way through it,
and it was beginning to drag me further down.
"look...y-you're not p-perfect okay? i mean i-in my eyes y-y-y-you are. but, life isn't a-a-always perfect. and....and you're g-gonna have b-bad days."
he pressed his lips together,
deep in thought,
then continued,
"i'm here. b-bad days and a-a-all. just lean o-on me. okay?"
i hadn't realized that my crying stopped until i looked to him,
eyes glossed over with pure enamor.
"you're perfect,"
i said while smiling into his chest.
"i love y-you."
"i love you more. so much more."
"i-i-impossible."
bill kissed the top of my nose then laid our bodies down for the night.
he held me close to himself,
warming me up in and out,
and soothed me to sleep.
before i drifted off for the night,
content with life and ready for better days,
i noticed that through the black clouds littering the sky were gone,
and the moon was as bright as i'd ever known it to be.