Years ago
We stayed up till
3 am talking,
And today
I don’t even know
How to say hi,

You look like a moon
Be in half or quarter, you still look good
you still make me feel good
that’s why when I saw your fullest form
You made me whole

In a patterning in which an infinite number of variables could be considered
There is a why not for every why

She held a heart
tangled by sunflowers,
and a soul dipped in honey

Her voice is
like a soft prayer,
able to convert
an atheist to a priest

Her yellow gaze is the
meaning of happiness  

Her laugh could turn
a cloudy bleak morning
into a sunny melodic haven

I swear on sunflowers
and your eyes
For they’re the only two lovesome
things my eyes have seen and fell for

she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.