if i was a dancer, you’d be the music, making me feel what you are in every bone in my body, holding me down and lifting me up with every note within you.
can you feel it?
this love is a whisper and a scream at the same time, and everything about that is perfect. your eyes meet mine and they are an intergalactic reminder of what it really means to be. with you i am. there is no want to be, could be, trying to be. i just am.
i am yours, i am happy. i am healing. i am beautiful. you make me feel beautiful in every way, and not just because you say i am.
you are the first thing i think about when i wake up, and the last thing on my mind as i fall asleep.
i am always looking for you when i enter a room and when i’m not, i’m wishing you were there. when i walk into any space, you are the first and only person i see. it’s like those scenes in the movies where everything blurs, and the two lovers are the only ones in focus as their eyes meet from opposite sides of the room and a love song is playing.
can’t you hear it?
this love is a slow jam and an alternative rock love ballad all at once. it’s the tingly feeling i get inside when you say you love me, and the look on your face when you think i’m utterly ridiculous but also quite funny. it’s our witty banter and the way you always make me smile like some sort of happy idiot.
you are a galaxy with an infinite number of stars. but somehow, i know i can always count on you.