She is radiant. Like sunshine
Lemon-yellow, summer sky, too-wide smile beaming into my ribs
Newfound confidence burning it's way out of her bones
Boiling over into her laugh.
I love the way her fingers tip-tap on the tabletop,
Skittering away from me, my heart in her hands and
Here I am not caring if she drops it because
Her fingerprints will stay.
I gave her my dress because she didn't have one.
I watched her put it on and
Felt the pang of envy that it never hugged my hips like that
She looked in the mirror and gasped with the realization that she is
Beautiful - her reaction so viscerally alive and moving that
I stared unabashed, in awe at her and blushed when she caught my eye
I told her it was just because I was glad she liked the dress.
And she believed me.

Love,

It's what Shakespeare wrote about.

Love,

It's what almost every girl dreams to have someday.

Love,

It's what I wish for on every shooting star.

Love,

It's shown in all the Disney films I've ever watched.

Love.

Love?

What is love?!

"It's one of the most difficult, unanswered

questions of all mankind."

Well ain't that the truth?

Love,

"It's an intense feeling of deep affection."

No way, love is much more than that.

Love,

It's that "care and affection we have for our country."

I certainly don't love those I care

about the same way I "love our country."

So it must be more than that.

Love,

Some believe that it's just a romantic

or ****** attachment to someone.

It's clearly much more than that.

Love...

It must be that tingly feeling we get

when we're with that special someone.

Love,

It must be that emptiness we

get when you're without them.

Love,

It must be that small heartbreak

whenever we try and picture our lives without them.

Love,

It must be that extraordinary interest

we have in someone, no matter how boring they truly are.

Love,

It must be that one thing that makes

us stay with them even when they hurt us.

Love,

It must be what makes us look past all

of the flaws that someone

has and just see the good in them.

Love,

It must be that crazy thing we have.

A shooting star just went whooshing by.
It was so amazingly beautiful across the darkness of the sky.
Floods of images of your handsome face came swarming around me taking me far away from this place.
It pains my soul to know that you are so far away and it kills me to know that's where you will always stay. You vanished from my life as quickly as you came, destroying the hopes that I will ever be the same.
You put all my insecurities to sleep but held on to your own and buried them deep.
Through the darkness we went hand in hand destroying the demons like leaves brushing across this land.
I wish I could hold your hand one last time, letting you know that everything would be fine.
You soon let the darkness overcome your charm causing you to do nothing but harm.
You made your choice when you took that rope, by putting it around your neck I knew you had lost hope. The room is filled with my lingering words, my last 'I love you' will never be heard.