she inspires masterpieces and orchestrates symphonies. how is it that she is both oil and canvas? torn sketchpads and rough drafts spattered in red ink, these run through her veins. she is not imperfectβ only revising.
βw.b.h.
i am very much in love with the girl who inspired this and today marks the first day of our "official" relationship so woo hoo. here's a poem.