I could write all things I know

from the scar beside your lips,
to the dimple on your left cheek;
how you don’t like going to places,
and would rather stay at home.

I could think of all our secrets

and set them all on fire,
by merely writing them down;
revealing us to the world,
for everyone to see
how broken we truly are.

I could write all things that made me fall for you,

how I loved our short hugs,
and our conversations;
and how I missed you
when I shouldn't.

But in the end,
I would like you to know
everything there is
my heart has been dying
to show.

We are the loveliest thing ever unspoken;
And I loved you so much,
how I wish you felt it, too.

You have been my sweetest
and my hardest fall-
And it’s tragic how something
could be both.

Darling, please remain as broken
and as lovely as you are now.

Take care.