I love beautiful things. and even if you don't admit it or say it, you do too. because everyone does. and I when I think of you and cannot help but think of the crashing waves coming down onto the coast in the early morning fog, or the way the sun goes down and changed the sky oh so beautifully. when I think of you I think of everything beautiful I've ever seen. I think of the Milky Way in the dark night so purple and faint in some places but so dark and bold in others. I think of the Columbia Gorge and the vista house as beautiful in the night as in the day, so amazing and breath taking. I think of the redwoods,evidently,the biggest trees on earth thousands of years old and yet still one of the prettiest things this earth has to offer. but when I think of you I think of the most beautiful set of big brown eyes I've ever seen, and the messy hair to go with it. when you see something beautiful you want to hold and treasure it forever, but you can't alway do that so you let go but it'll always be there in your mind just where you left it, with every other beautiful think you've ever seen. when I think of you I think of something beautiful.