You are beautiful and you don't even know it. You have no idea that you put the day inside of my day. I have a photograph of you that only I could hold on to. And love... Well, you can bet the dollar you'll last have that since the first time I knew nothing about you, I knew I'd love all the broken little pieces of what was you, and even if you're never whole, it'll only mean I'll love you in a million different seconds in a million different ways. Always.