"you are extraordinary
you are the butterflies that come out once a year.
you are the unexpected last drop of honey." (for u)
"he is extraordinary
he is the butterflies that come out throughout the year.
he is the well anticipated last drop of honey...
and it's all yours.

there are treasures buried beneath his eyes, I swear it.
you may lose hope in finding it some days
but I promise it's there
even when he swears to God you'll never find it.
that's only because he never has.

his heart pumps blood to your heart and he doesn't realize it.
that's because he doesn't mean to.
he doesn't mean to love you
he doesn't mean to make you feel like the prettiest girl in the world
and he most certainly does not mean to help you paint futures on canvases which sometimes may feel like murals.
he doesn't have to try.
that's the thing.

he runs.
not outside...
because as you probably know...
he hates it.
instead:
he runs away
he runs to
he runs with
and he runs and runs until he doesn't have to anymore.

as you probably know:
his eyes tell you his secrets.
yes.
the ones he swears he'll never tell.
his nose listens to your heart
because it's all he wants to hear.
his ears feel your sadness
because it's what he wants to ****.
his lips touch your body even though you're so far away because they speak in tongues only your body knows.

he will care about all you have to say because your mind is where he wants to go.

he will purge your mind because in it is a treasure you hold.

he will stay up until you fall asleep and wake up before you because he doesn't want to miss anything. he doesn't want to miss you." (for her)