Tiny particles of friendship formed between us as we talked in class. It wasn't easy to speak for either of us, but as time went on it became easier. We Grew. From a small convo to a late night text within a matter of days, the particles of our association formed a dust in the bottom of our minds. And we began to gather. Tell me what we were thinking, you a crush and I a passion. We were destined to get lost in time. But we strengthened. We collected under the name of understanding and particle after particle, laugh after laugh, kiss after kiss. We became a glass as pure and untouched as time itself. You are my diamond, my passion, my expense, my life My Love And I know you can't see it because of the gleams your eyes make when your truth hits my inner shine and the heights are formed. But it's pieces form slowly as your hands lace in mine and your heart becomes my jeweler. We are love We are passion We are the embrace of admiration. The product of the kiss between the sun and moon. Forming Crystals
Tar heart scraped sore by her warm, brown hands. She is so beautiful in so many ways that it's literally unfair. If only this could build like forming crystals.