I must compare you to the soft winter air that brushed against my face when we first laid eyes on one another
The cold air was an excuse to keep you close to me, as our bodies intertwined as one,
my angel, my dear, though far apart you will always be near
We are nothing but small children, searching for what we find meaningful,
though we feel lost in this search, look in front of us and realize the thing we need is our love,
hold my hand, keep me close, remind me why I'm no longer scared,
I mix my feelings with my memories that I can barely handle to remember,
and realize that the unbearable feelings that have came with meeting you are what form such beauty
We are no longer dead, we have formed a love bigger than the degenerate teenage trend,
I'm no longer struggling for a solution, because now I can see that the solution is you.