I always put away the pen instead of painting you in
How can I win describing?
Nothing I could write would ever hold a candle to how you make me feel.
My words fail me unlike your love.
You weren’t a shallow promise
Not a lovers dream
You’re real
Behind the mask it’s just you
In loving you I’m made kinder
To the world, myself and the rest.
Cause I see you in your infinite facets
I’ve known for long it takes imperfections
To make a true masterpiece.
To steal a quote from those who came before me
‘Beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror’
And baby I’ve been terrified since the day we kissed.

-UV