Love is sorta like a picture of a sunset
It isn't the way it seems, you see
A picture of a sunset can't fully capture the amount of actual beauty it holds.
You can maybe have a few good shots
But you'll have to look at love the same way, you can't look at someone's relationship and say they won't work or how do they work or they're ugly together, cause you don't know what they have been through together and what has led them up to that point in time.

There is something about being with your favorite person and having not a care in the world and no place to be. Just doing what you want and just living your life. Swinging with my eyes closed and daydreaming while my bestfriend dances to the country music. I could to this for awhile

I looked up into his intoxicated eyes
and watched them graze over my body like a prize.
With his gentle deep breaths agasint my neck
he took me by the waist and picked me up off my feet
he half smiled and dropped me
and didnt hessitate to walk away

but darling do you still remember who you were
before everyone told you who you should be
cause i'd love to unravel the past with you to find out'

I wasn't going to write about you
but then I thought of your lips and smile
I thought of your infectious laugh
and your scent that I can't get out of my clothes
(I'm glad it won't go)
I thought of the back of your neck and the base of your hairline
and your electric blue eyes-
I wasn't going to write about you
but I tend to write about scary things

I am poetic and misunderstood
I wonder if anyone notices i'm not happy
I hear myself thinking, ruining myself
I see my family and friends so full of glee
I want them to understand i'm diffrent
I am poetic and misunderstood

I pretend to be happy with a bright smile
I feel the opposite
I touch the faint scars
I worry people will notice and judge or be mean
I cry at the memories of how low people made me feel
I am poetic and missunderstood

I understand everyone has problems of their own
I say if we all knew the deep stuff, we'd treat eachother better
I dream of the good memories and forget the nighmares
I try and strive to be better and stay rad
I hope to become someone I can be proud of
I am poetic and misunderstood

Chase the sunset and laugh with me