I've had somewhat of a heavy heart as of late.
The loss of you has been hitting more frequently again.
The pain is always there though at times is more intense.
I saw another shooting star just now.
That would be 5 since I lost you.
My beautiful baby whose eyes never got to meet the world.
My beautiful baby who I never got the chance to hold.
I think of you constantly.
With every shooting star I see I know it's your way of telling me everything will be okay.
I will be okay.
My beautiful baby.
My shooting star.
You will always be with me.

For the first time I feel at peace within my own mind and it's a beautiful feeling.
I have rid myself of the pieces I dispise.
Embraced the positives I hold.
Learned how to love the parts I've never understood.
The love I hold for the universe is raw and pure.
The passion I have for art is unique and bold.
The smile my face has developed is beautiful and real.
The anger I showed for so long is fading away.
While happiness and sanity is taking its place.
I'm falling in love with the girl I've always dreamed to be.
I truly have begun to finally feel like the girl everyone has always seen in me.

The most epic love and brutal battles normally start and end with the simplest of words being said.

Falling for you was a dream come true.
Loving you was the nightmare I never expected.

Somedays I wish I didn't miss you.
Because if I didn't miss you that would mean you'd be here with me.
And I really want to just not be missing you.

You literally make it feel as though I can't breathe.
Which is why I can't keep pretending.
I can't pretend I only see you as a friend.
Just seeing your name cross my phone makes me smile like an idiot.
I'm falling for your goofy smile.
I'm falling for your horrible sentence structure in texts.
I like you.
I'm falling for you.
I want you to be here next to me.
Holding me as I sleep every night.

She is the definition of perfection.
She is elegant and poised.
Knows true pain with every fiber of her being yet never falters.
Never stops smiling.
Has a kindness to her that is beyond compare.
Her body isn't perfect yet there's not one thing you could say is wrong with it.
To all who she meets they see kindness.
Innocents.
A pure heart and soul.
But underneath all of that she is wild and passionate.
Living every moment as though she will never live again.
She is everything about myself I wish I had the courage to see.
To summarize she is me.