forget the picasso's
the monet's
the da vinci's
even the van gogh's
you're the most beautiful piece of artwork
that anyone will ever get to feast their eyes upon
and you're right here
sitting alone in my private gallery
and all it took to get this masterpiece
was a few late nights
and endless conversation about things that don't matter to anyone else
and then you were mine

i think it must have been

all those shooting stars

that we saw

on our first few nights together

and for each one i saw

i wished for you

and only you

i love the way your eyes move across my face
and the way you hold your breath and giggle right before i kiss your nose
and how we lay in your bed for hours when we know we have other plans
and i love the way you say my name
and how you started texting me "i love you:)" as soon as you get home
i love the way we don't care about the same things
i love how you say sorry so many times just to get a reaction out of me
i love the way you tickle me until i cant breathe, only to kiss me right after
i love the way you bury your face into the pillow when i tell you how perfect you are
and the way you look me in the eyes when you tell me you love me
i love how you always leave me speechless when you compliment me
i love how you always make funny faces in pictures
and how you always seem to fall asleep on me
i love how you hold me tighter than ever when you have nightmares
and how you could probably convince me of almost anything
i love how you make me feel good about myself when no one else can
and the way your freckles connect like constellations
and how your eyes turn different shades of green
i love how you're a perfect fit to everything i've ever wanted
i love how i can never be mad at you
and the clothes you wear
and the video games you always play
i love how you always make me laugh and smile
i love how you inspire me
i love how you always try to be a better person
and how cute you look when you're sleeping
i love having you to talk to
and how you're always worth the poetry
i love how my thoughts always run to you
and the way you laugh
i love hearing about your dreams, the good and the bad
i love the way your perfect smell finds its way to my clothing
and how you create circles on my hands with your thumbs
i love the way you feel right next to me in the middle of the night
and hearing your voice slowly drift off as you fall asleep
i love how passionate you are
and how you write things for me
and how i always get butterflies when i walk up to you
i love that you're the best part of me
and how i feel the need to make you feel like you're my entire world
i love sneaking out in the middle of the night with you
and how your arms wrap tightly around me when i tell you i love you
i love how we can talk about absolutely anything
and how talented you are
and how when we talk about the things you love, your eyes show it too
i love getting lost with you, and how it seems to be the only thing i know how to do anymore
i love hearing you sing
i love how you're kinda scared of scary movies
and how all of your least favorite things about yourself are my favorites
i love walking with you hand-in-hand
and showing you off to the rest of the world
i love how much you believe in me
and hearing about your day
and how easily you can make me blush
i love how i feel so lucky
i love looking at you
and feeling your warmth against my body
i love your face when you're concentrating
and staying awake at night thinking about you
i love the way you look at me
and i love kissing every part of you
i love all of the memories i have with you
and the very few pictures we have with each other
i love your eyelashes
and the way you mock me
i love when you lean your head on my shoulder
i love how reality is better than any dream i could ever have
and how you run your fingers through your hair
and how i'm all yours
i love how handsome you are
and how your hair feels against my face
and how i love you  more everyday
i love how we have so many places to go together
and looking at the night sky with you
i love how you can be yourself around me
and hearing your voice call after me
and the feeling of your skin against mine
i love how perfect you are for me
and how i miss you as soon as you're out of sight
i love how all of the happy songs make me think of you
and how you play with my hair
and how you notice small things
and the way your soft hands feel
i love the way i can hear your heartbeat when my head is on your chest
and how you put your hand on my leg when we're driving anywhere
i love when you talk about me in your sleep
and how you try to shield me from the rain
and the way your lips feel against mine
and how silly you are
and how you tell me your secrets
and how cute your **** is in my favorite jeans
i love how you always listen to me
and how you'll do anything to make me happy
and the way you kiss me when i'm in the middle of talking
i love how we say the same thing at the same time and laugh for what seems like forever
and when you hug me from behind
and when you whisper in my ear
and how i'll never be able to finish this list

we sometimes play hide and go seek
with our clothing in your room
and they always end up winning,
so we find each other instead
first your hands to my waist,
then my lips to your neck;
holding each other from falling
off the edge of the earth,
as we slip into a beautiful dreamland together

you run through my head
like drips of coffee
run down my cup
i can see you there
and i know you shouldn't
really be there.
but i encourage you to move faster
and you sometimes make me dizzy
not will all of the running
but with your beautiful words
that you whisper to me late at night
i believe these more than anything
because you're almost always half asleep
and you don't really realize what you're saying
so you speak your mind
and all of your thoughts
then run out of your mouth
like that very first drip of coffee

i think you think
that my favorite way to sleep
is with your long and lanky arms
hugging me from behind
and you're thin, muscular legs
making a mess with mine.
let me say, though,
that while this is a heavenly way
to fall asleep
i like it better
when i'm wrapped tighter around your back
that that day you grasped my hand so tight
all because of a scary roller coaster
and i like my legs
resting in between yours
because you feel safe this way too
so let me hold all of you in
and let me be your shelter
if only for the night

you're everything
you're the blankets that wrap around my body at night.
you're the moon and the stars and the earth and the sun, the reasons i'm alive.
you're the nightlight that keeps me safe.
you're the busy background noise that keeps me sane.
you're the moon and i'm the ocean waves.
you're that perfect amount of sugar in my morning coffee.
you're the sun that soaks up all of my energy, just to wake me up the next morning.
you're the music that plays in the car on the way home.
you're the shot of ***** on a friday night, keeping me on the edge, while pushing me to my very last inch.
you're the rush of adrenaline that pulses through my body as i sneak to your car in the middle of the night.
you're the low volume music that hums me to sleep at night.
you're the comfiest sweater in the long winter months.
you're the perfect summer storm.
you're the blast of caffeine that opens my eyes.
you're the imperfectly perfect painting that has always been my favorite.
you're my favorite song that comes on shuffle.
you're the mystery that i don't mind trying to solve.
you're the thing i'm most proud of.
you're the bustling city traffic during rush hour.
you're the sound of my heart beating.
you're my favorite movie, the one i love to watch on repeat for what seems like forever.
you're the goosebumps i get when you say my name.
you're the flicker of candle that i feel when you walk by.
you're the notebook filled with poetry that i carry, making your way into everything.
you're the perfect book on a sad day.
you're the nighttime darkness that keeps me from getting caught.
you're absolutely everything.

there comes days
when you can't tell the clouds
apart from the mountains
the purple abyss's of each
blend almost seamlessly.
there comes days
when the deep blue ocean
turns the color of the stormy skies;
both willing and able to do harm
but kept calm
by the sound of the dying wind.
there comes days
when you can't tell right from wrong
and your mind loses itself
before you can run to catch it.

do I feel bad
that I made out with your best friend
a week after we broke up?
no.  

do you feel bad
that you sat there
and wasted so much of my time
just telling me how you hated
absolutely everything
that I loved?
even us?

I like being woke up by crazy teens skateboarding in the middle of the night.
I like the way people are constantly moving in and out of this place.
I like how the worst people talk about leaving, but never do.
I like the stores dedicated to used books, and to the arts.
I like the smell of fresh bread right out of the bakery.
I like hearing the live music from blocks away.
I like how the cars and trucks never sleep.
I like how the sidewalks aren't even.
I like the trees covered in snow.
I like the heartwarming food.
I like the sleepless nights.
I like the bright streets.
And most of all,
I like you.