You cradle my heart in the palms of your hands
the way that you make me love you is the type
of love that sets fire works off in my chest.
the type that screams in pain when you get even a tiny paper
cut, I've watched you. Grow and bend and mold and suffer.
I've watched you set your heart on fire for those that wont even set an ember ablaze for you. You're the purest form of life that there ever will be. what you touch revives from your embrace. When you shed just one tear entire worlds crumble inside me, when you weep my universe disintegrates completely. You are loved. You are cherished. You are Beautiful. You Will Forever Be My Muse.