To begin with I would like to say,
It's been a perfect month today,
realistically be said,
A month within a day works best,
As days with you have come and gone,
And hours seeming seconds long,
It's hard to think it's really true,
A month has gone today with you.

As crazy as it seems to be,
Within this time of you and me,
Disgusting yet beautiful,
Just to think it's mutual,
The way our hopeless hearts connect,
It makes me feel so passionate,

Becides this concept time defines,
It's what's been felt that feels so fine,
let alone you're eyes and smile,
Your talent, wits, and voice are viral,
And even then that isn't it,
Your awkward, clumsy, and the ****.
Your heart and mind and soul devine,
It's all of this,
that's worth my time,
So here's a toast, we make it thru,
Another endless day or two.