To the cutie behind the camera.
Thank you for making me look good, without your skills that wouldn't have been possible. Thanks for making my smile look brighter, you use the flash at just the right time. Thank you for putting the smize in my eyes, they've never stood out like that.

     I'm not just meaning the actual pictures, I mean the smile I get when you make me laugh, the way my face glows when I talk about you, the way my heart races when I see you. Thank you for making me beautiful, without you I never would have seen it.

To every Sunday
To every birthday
To all the sleepovers
To the future hangovers
To every movie
To every game of ******
To every birthday shopping
To every cake mm the yummy topping
To every cake you bake
To every holiday break
To every game of dark room
To your future groom
To every selfie
To our song break free
To every late night get togethers
No matter what the weather
To every pet name
To every journey on the train
To every phone call
To every trip to the mall
To every coffee
To every Mcd softie
I raise this toast
To you, who I love the most.

Okay - used to express assent, agreement, or acceptance.

The feeling between "happy" and "horrible"
"Okay."

The response people give when asked "Is everything alright?"
"I'm okay."

Don't be "okay.".
Be sad
Be mad
Be happy
Be angry
Don't be " okay. ".

Don't accept or agree, just cause its easy.
Don't think you don't deserve better.
Don't think you are alone.

You are loved.
You are on a journey.
You will face hardships.
You will struggle.

But you will be better than okay.
You will become strong.

in already @ first streetlamp
the ocean states away
with my broken complacency,
new deserts, mollasses blood
settled in my feet within each footprint
lunar lisping in the night air
augment consolement in me
because i feel empty
eyes swimming in the new view

Sitting on the rocking chair
in the dark corner
of his dimly lit study
with gaze transfixed
on the steam rising
from the coffee mug
he rolled cigarette
between his fingers
caressing his forehead
with other hand
he put the cigarette
between his lips
and
inhaled the bitter smoke
with a hope that
it will be the antidote
to her memories
poisoning his soul
cigarette after cigarette
pack after pack
inhaling, exhaling...
Drowning himself
in the greyness of smoke
to the world outside,
he was nothing
but an addict
but little did they knew
that it was his only way
to save himself
to build the thick wall
of acrid smoke
between him and her ...