To have an artist fall for you
Is to be loved slowly,
With patience and wonder.
If you were a painting,
I would paint you again and again,
Not to change you,
But to understand you deeper
Each time.
An artist’s love
Lives in the smallest details —
The way light rests on your face,
The pauses between your words,
The things you don’t realize
Are beautiful.
You’d miss it
If you weren’t paying attention,
But once you see it,
You’re never unseen again.