You are
The first delicate ray of sunshine
On a dreary Novembers’ day
You are
The pounding rush of adrenaline
Felt at a concert barrier
You are
The reassuring smile
Treasured in the midst of calamity
You are
The warm woollen blanket
Wrapped round my shoulders at night
You are
The butterflies found inside me
At the peak of a roller coaster
You are
The first birdsong
At the end of a sleepless night
You are
Every beauty in this world
To me.
Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 9:10 PM UTC
You are
The first delicate ray of sunshine
On a dreary Novembers’ day
You are
The pounding rush of adrenaline
Felt at a concert barrier
You are
The reassuring smile
Treasured in the midst of calamity
You are
The warm woollen blanket
Wrapped round my shoulders at night
You are
The butterflies found inside me
At the peak of a roller coaster
You are
The first birdsong
At the end of a sleepless night
You are
Every beauty in this world
To me.
sappy as hell i'm aware
This can be taken as both romantic and platonic
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I intended it to be myself
