You are so lovely.
So wonderful.
So beautiful.

Yet you feel so bad.
Why?

I never want you to feel like that.

You are:

The first snow fall.
Light, pure, and beautiful.

The flowers that grow after snow has fallen.
Delicate, innocent, and growing.

The sun that shines upon the world.
Bright, warm, and strong.

The moon beside the earth.
Mystic, glowing, and shining light in the dark.

The stars above our heads.
Wishful, your own, and people look upon you with hope.

The universe that holds it all.
Mysterious, never ending beauty, amazing.

Something that lovely doesn't deserve to be so sad.

To me, you are all of those things.

You are what holds my heart forever.

I love you.

I wish you never had to feel like someone didn't love you.

Because it will never be true.