I'm told that heaven is a city made of gold , with pearly gates and a brilliant light ,  it I could care less if it's crystal clear or blanketed with fog , I just hope that heaven is a place where I can kiss your soul , capture a clip of that radiant smile and play it back in my mind forever

If he asked for anything
He would get it
If he wanted the stars ,
I would steal him the sky and lay it gently at his feet
If he wanted the moon
I would ****** it from the night
And place it gently in his rough , scarred hands
If he wanted me ,
I would lay myself next to him
And listen to his heartbeat
As I fall
Deeper
And deeper
In love with him

You tell me I'm perfect
But just wait and you'll see
Perfection is not something
That people think about me
I go home and I'm a mess
I cry and I stress
You think I'm the one
But you're the moon
And I'm the sun
You love yellow , obviously
You're happy
I just don't want you to become sad
Because of *me

You Saved Me
I hear the echoes of my fears
Tearing at the seams As my own new dawn starts to appear, Emerging from my dreams.
You shook of my nightmares.
I feel a light shine overhead
And am saved when all felt lost.
A heart so broken isn’t dead,
Even if buried under frost.
You came for me in blackest night
Just to hold my hand,
And I realized that this love was right;
I began to feel again.
You taught me to stick up a fight
Where true love is achieved,
And when my hope was out of sight,
You’re the one who made me believe.
And now I realize why I'm whole:
You managed to relieve
The stress of my heart and storms in my soul;
You’re the life I forgot to breathe

The dim light that catches every essence of his soul between the sheets
A gentle touch that lingers on my collar bones
His kiss resembles the stars , and the way they danced in the moonlight last night
His arms wrapped around me and his messy hair pressed against my forehead - I couldn't be happier
The love that entwines itself like his rough hands that hold mine
Between the messed up sheets and breathless kisses - I've never been more in love with the beauty that is him.

He didn’t fall in love
With the pink scars
That line my fingers,
Or the mascara tears
That stain my pillowcase.
He didn’t kiss me to
Take away the pain,
Or hold my hand
To carry me through
The suffocation of sorrow.
He didn’t love me for
My broken soul.
But he didn’t fall in love
With my smile either.
Or the laughter that
Sometimes bubbled
Out through my belly.
He didn’t kiss my dimples
To consume my joy
Or pet my hair to
Comfort me.
He didn’t love me for
My pretty face.
He fell in love with me.
Not just part of me,
But all of me.
He loves me when
I’m angry and sad
And jealous and petty
And selfish and immature.
And he loves me when
I’m happy and smiling
And joyful and obnoxious
And hyper and thoughtful.
Not once has he ever
Asked for his sweet girlfriend back.
Or his happy girlfriend
Or the girl he fell in love with.
Because all of them are me.
And I love all of him as well.

“That girl in the photo,
who wears a smile upon her face

with twinkles in her eyes

and a skin that glows

You have no idea

how she once struggled

In finding herself

and in fighting for her

many dreams
That girl in the photo,
she once cried for

365 consecutive days

and suffered eight years

of depression
That girl in the photo,
she once thought that

her body was fat

and starved herself
 for days
That girl in the photo,
she once wanted to
 **** herself with her
bare hands and just 
disappear
That girl in the photo,

she once hated herself 
for the way that 
she wasn’t perfection any aspect
That girl in the photo,
she was a wall flower 
who was thought to be
anti-social because
 she was quiet
That girl in the photo,

she once had best friends
 that she loved
 but lost them when 
they left her
That girl in the photo,
she had parents who
 restricted her freedom
and criticized her 
for being useless
That girl in the photo,
 she had her heart broken
 one too many times

and lost herself 
in so many ways
That girl in the photo,
you have no idea
how much she cried 
and wanted to end
 her precious life
That girl in the photo,
she grew out of it one day
 when she started to learn
to love herself 
for who she was
And now,
it is your turn”