have faith in me
when I say that this world is a better place
because it had a chance to know you, to hold your own existence
in its roots and depths and heavens and oceans,
carry you up to the same stars that lights your eyes,
lay you down on lavender and daises,
your laughter flitting dandelion seeds enough
to make grow, to have bloom

the world adores you and in the way you bring summer with a sigh
and how you close your eyes and let spring rain soak your bones

and there will be things about you that the world may never come to understand:
the soft whispers to yourself when you think no one is watching, the way your fists clench when you sleep,
and how you think you at your most is never enough
(when it is enough, more than enough)

have faith in me,
when I say that
I have been made a better person,
the best I can be,
because I had a chance to
exist with you

to feel your love in the crinkles of your eyes, the squints of your uneven blinks
and through the bursts of emotion in your voice

I have always been caught in the wonder of your beauty
and it was always a matter of time before I felt the love like yours
wash over me in waves, waves, waves

and when I say I love you
it is in all earnesty,
because all of my heart and love and
faith
is in you