When I look into your eyes I see your promises
The ones that you have kept in your mind, but have never said out loud.
I see you tell yourself that you never want to hurt me, and that you want to love me.
I see that you're afraid but deep down, you trust me.
Though it's something you might not want to admit, or maybe it's something you don't realize yourself -
I see through you
How do you think I fell for you?
How do you think I really trust you?
I know you -

When I look into your eyes I see a man that wants to give me all of his love
But is being held back by boundaries of distance
Guards held up, fears soaring through your mind
But I view that each day, you fall harder for me
I notice that each day, you want me more and more
Each and every single day, you'll be here to stay.
I look into your eyes and I see a soft feather caressing a bruised rose
I look into your eyes and I'm sure that a great artist has dipped her brush into your soul, and used it to bring us together
Lastly, when I look into your eyes, I see a million stars up in the sky, and I see your love for me peaking through.
I spent my days waiting for someone exactly like you.

Confusion surrounds my mind at all times
I'm constantly in thought, asking questions that nobody knows the answers to
Being curious about socially taboo topics.
Now let me ask you -

Why are we so cruel to one another?
Why do we look at one human being and expect one thing, yet face a whole other with lowered expectations?
Why is the bar set so high for certain people, yet for others it's **** near on the ground?
Why is the education system such a failure, especially for those who are needing to learn?
Why do the rich get more aid from the government, rather than those who are suffering in poverty?
Why are there men and women that cannot control their own hormones, placing themselves in human beings that do not want to be ****** with them.. out in the streets?
Why are there 'offenders' locked up for having psychedelics but there are known rapists roaming the streets with provided evidence?
Why are Caucasians not seen as criminals, being shown as having mental illnesses but African Americans are being shot for taking a stroll with a hoodie on?
Matter of fact why is racism so prominent in this age.. this generation, where we have been known to overcome our past differences?
Why are muslims being seen as terrorists when the biggest terrorist known to mankind is the white man?
Why are immigrants being spread apart from their families, just for trying to search for a better opportunity in a new country?

Let me make this clear with all of you..
But this isn't even half of what I'm confused about.

It's your heart that gets me every time
The way you are so soft spoken
Intelligent
Kind
Loving
Honest.
I could go on and on about your characteristics and what makes you, you.
But let's talk about the things I love the most about you.
Yes I love your personality, but even more than that..
I'm in love with your motivation
I'm in love with you having your own goals, and each present day you push yourself even just an inch closer
You are determined in being successful
I believe in you, I support you
But baby most of all, I'm so ******* proud of you.
I want to be surrounded by you.

The age of becoming legal
The age where you have become an adult
Congratulations, you're now able to vote.
Wow, you have your own life now.
Parents don't need to be with you anymore
All the help you "had" before is now down the drain
And you are alone.

The age of independency
The age of where you don't need to be attached to anybody
Congratulations, you're grown.
Wow, you don't need those parental figures anymore
Your mentors from the past now assume you'll be just fine
All the years ahead that you are going to suffer
And you are all alone.

Sometimes I just wonder why I'm giving you my heart
I wonder how in the hell did this all even start
I wonder how we're together
Yet we're so far apart.
Sometimes I just wonder.
I'm attached to your soul
I'm intrigued by your mindset
I'm in love with your personality
& I'm safe in your arms.
Your presence makes me feel complete, and you are my best friend.
Though I was fine before I met you
I'm even better now that I have you
And I'm ready to see us grow as time passes us.

What's your emergency?
Mine is to take care of myself
To understand myself at all times mentally
To be okay physically
And quit fearing from my own self emotionally.

What's your emergency?
Mine is to take care of myself
Before I try to provide aid to someone else
To help my own self through the toughest times
Instead of acting like I'm just fine for the satisfaction of others

What's your emergency?
Mine is to take care of those around me
And make sure everything is okay with them
Not to let them suffer while I don't know about it
To provide everyone I care for with love
And attachment.

So answer me this..
What's your emergency?

You are my feather.
The soft, gentle heart that has been placed into my life
Only to help me grow and bring me relief
I feel calm, safe, loved when I'm around you
When I'm talking to you, when I'm thinking of you.
I believe that all our lives
We're subconsciously looking for home
And if we're really lucky..
We find it in someone's loving arms.
I guess I got lucky with you..