I love you to the moon and back
No matter how far away the moon may seem
Having the spark of you in my life
Snuggled up next to me
No matter what the stars may deem

I feel like you're a piece of me
Quenched in in my bloodstream
Flowing through my veins
Guarding my self-esteem

Linger over me, stay don't leave
Don't alert when I aggrieve
And let me stay naive
As I express my spleen

You shouldn't listen
Don't act on my command
Cause everything I say
Will lead you straight to wasteland

As I love you with my whole heart
The anger in me stops gushing
With a brand new start
Into this world of soul crushing

I treasure you, like a pirate in the sea
No matter what I may plea
This case is closed
And the sails reach my coast

Gaze the last sunshine
Cause I'm the one you defined
I want to spread my love to you
maybe with a bitter-sweet glass of wine
What else can I do
to make you finally mine?

My mind is enraged with the feelings I have for you
I love you more than anything
But why can I be so cruel?

Dear sky,
I love the color you're wearing today. It makes me feel light-headed. How is it that every shade you wear adorns you and makes me fall in love?
Yesterday it was a very soft blue and now its more purple and I know I'm limited in the names of shades but
I hope someday you'll teach me what you call each shade between purple and blue and tell me what each one means.
I'll continue to admire you from here, i hope you look at me sometime and know how i love all of you
Love,
January

painting my nails seems so unproductive
when i could be studying for math or german or history
but i'm thinking about you.

i don't know your favorite color, or i would have painted them that shade.
though, unless your favorite color is
pink
purple
silver
crusty blue or
clear
then i guess i couldn't anyway because those are the only colors i have.

Tears of joy:

Saying goodmorning to two strangers.
On a path you followed—
when you didn't know where else to go.

A path you pondered
your inevitable end.

Profoundly finding love in the breeze,
and purpose in the birds songs.

Seeing grief in the trees,
and loss in the empty benches

Hope calling in the bare winter branches,
and slivers of life—
screaming,
in the slow ponds.

Sighs of relief,
laughter that feels like home.

A pep, in your step!

Saying goodmorning to two strangers;
With truth—
And tears, that felt like joy.

to my future lover,
to my future boy,
to my future love of my life and the like.

we haven't met yet,
and i'm not sure if we will,
but i'm willing to ask you a few questions of mine.

promise you'll be gentle?
promise you'll be kind?
promise you'll be loyal, mine and only mine?

i hope it's not too much,
i hope i'm not too much,
i hope you're okay with those requirements of mine,
i hope you're okay with holding me in your arms,
to drown,
to melt,
to snuggle in every inch of them.

please be gentle,
please be honest,
please be kind,
please be mine.

always, with undying love,
yours, sammy.

You're Here
You're here with me
Still there
Even when we are in silence
Even when we are bored
Even when we are sad
Even when we are mad at each other
Even when we fight
Even when we hate each other
You're still here
And I will
Trust me, I will
I will be with you
Forever
And ever
I love you
And I always will
I will love you unconditionally