To be loved by a writer Is to be immortalized You will live on forever in her writing Your quirks, Your ideas, Your insecurities, Writers notice everything And we never forget You might catch her smiling at you For what seems like no reason at all But she's just trying to describe The exact color of your eyes
To be loved by a writer Is to have your entire relationship in written word All you have to do is read and re-live everything again Your first kiss, Your first fight, Your first date Nostalgic memories in chronological order And you may even learn something you never knew Since everything will be in her point of view
To be loved by a writer Is to see her frustration Because she wishes she could be an artist Since no words serve you justice She wishes she could just paint a picture And then they would understand Because no amount of words could perfectly depict Your hair sticking up, Your abundance of freckles, You wearing glasses She gets upset when she thinks She'll never fully portray all the things you say and do But she'll never run out of ways to say "I love you"
To be loved by a writer Is to be eternal And to never fully disappear And no matter what, she'll see you everywhere Even when she opens her mind and escapes reality Because she is the writer And you are her writing For you own her heart From which her words flow
I'll probably edit this one later. I was inspired by 'A Dedication' by Lang Leav. Also inspired by my Nicholas, who indeed, looks very dashing in glasses.