they asked me
what it was
in you
that i fell
in love with
what made you
the earth
my moon
revolved around
and my mind
started rushing
how do i
capture your
beauty in
a sentence
how do i
explain the
way you
tilt your head
when you laugh
or the way
you kiss when
you're sleepy
to people
who are too
mundane
to understand
how do i
begin to
define you
i could say
that you
are the
sunshine
seeping through
my shut curtains
after a night
of a hurricane
i could say
that you
are the
feeling of
the airplane
rising from
the ground
and that you
are the beauty of
watching the clouds
dance with you
as you flew
being with you
is that
blissful moment
when you
jump off
a swing for
the first time,
oblivious to
the fact that
you are falling
you are the
fragment
between awake
and asleep,
that moment
of dreams
beginning
your name
is my
heartbeat
but it is
also the
onomatopoeia
of a heart
breaking beyond
repair
you are
the stars
and you
are the storm
and you are
the calm
sea with
all its secrets
you are the
moment of
hesitation,
looking both
ways before
i cross
the street
you are the
buckled
seatbelt
the reason
why i fear
death and
oblivion
you are the
speechlesness
of a poet,
the girl worth
a thousand words
but is incredibly
undescribable
and i guess
that is why
i can't
define you
because
definitions
are often
a conclusion,
only for
things that
are constant
and unchanging
and you
aren't that
you are
the moon's
unending
phases
the sea's
wild waves
and boundless
horizon
the ever
changing
girl who
remains
perfect
and all the
words in this
world are
never ever
enough to
define
you
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 3:40 AM UTC
they asked me
what it was
in you
that i fell
in love with
what made you
the earth
my moon
revolved around
and my mind
started rushing
how do i
capture your
beauty in
a sentence
how do i
explain the
way you
tilt your head
when you laugh
or the way
you kiss when
you're sleepy
to people
who are too
mundane
to understand
how do i
begin to
define you
i could say
that you
are the
sunshine
seeping through
my shut curtains
after a night
of a hurricane
i could say
that you
are the
feeling of
the airplane
rising from
the ground
and that you
are the beauty of
watching the clouds
dance with you
as you flew
being with you
is that
blissful moment
when you
jump off
a swing for
the first time,
oblivious to
the fact that
you are falling
you are the
fragment
between awake
and asleep,
that moment
of dreams
beginning
your name
is my
heartbeat
but it is
also the
onomatopoeia
of a heart
breaking beyond
repair
you are
the stars
and you
are the storm
and you are
the calm
sea with
all its secrets
you are the
moment of
hesitation,
looking both
ways before
i cross
the street
you are the
buckled
seatbelt
the reason
why i fear
death and
oblivion
you are the
speechlesness
of a poet,
the girl worth
a thousand words
but is incredibly
undescribable
and i guess
that is why
i can't
define you
because
definitions
are often
a conclusion,
only for
things that
are constant
and unchanging
and you
aren't that
you are
the moon's
unending
phases
the sea's
wild waves
and boundless
horizon
the ever
changing
girl who
remains
perfect
and all the
words in this
world are
never ever
enough to
define
you
