Things aren’t going the way we want it to be but i want you to know that i’m not going anywhere.
not now or forever, because i want you to know that i plan on staying by your side till death do us part.
That those gaps between your fingers aren’t just to keep them separated but to remind you that my hands fit perfectly intertwined with yours.
Your eyes of copper against honey and sage. With water that dwells within causing them to glisten. Telling a story that i want to read through and through. Where tiny fractions of light become easy to miss.
A smile that can enlighten even a fractured soul. One that can captivate everyone who passes by. While you smile in a dark night it’s as if the crescent moon was bestowed upon your face.
With hair that flows elegantly across your luscious face. Where your forehead rests, the forehead that i’ll never stop kissing. Kisses  that are going to drive away your fears, to calm the storm that rages within your mind, to ensure you’re comforted. Whenever you need them, you know where i stay. i’ll give you these forehead kisses all through the night and all through the day.

Love is like the problems that come out of nowhere.
And there's you,
That didn't even know how to deal with it.
But when you do,
You'll have to use
All of your strength to keep yourself together.
And now you'll be playing a game,
Where you'll lose because you love.
Now when you're hurt,
You would try to get out of that huge maze
That you've been trying to solve.
And when you finally found the exit,
You'll just end up at the starting point of the maze
And you'll have to play the game again, and again
...and again.
Love her til you're oblivious.
'Til you're happy.
Until you're hurt.
That's love, it's a faceless version of you.

the type of love where i catch you staring at me. longingly. admiringly. the type of love i can feel, not only hear.

the type of love where i look over at you. my eyes become fixated. locked. my heart becomes warm. full. the type of love where i look at you. and i love you. i simply. i love you.

you meet my glance. with no words. you love me back. you love me back. you don’t even need to say.

You bring me joy
Like a little boy
With a new christmas toy

You are intelligent and not average
Kind but can be a savage
And took me with all my baggage

Gorgeous girl
You're smile beautiful like a pearl
I'd take you dancing so we can twirl

You are:................ ;
Not short like a fuse
Pretty like a muse
Funny and never fail to amuse
So tell me why I feel like I don't deserve you even though I don't abuse

- Subliminal

Maybe it was
your smile,
or your eyes
or the way you spoke
that made my heart
race
—a bit

Maybe it was
your hair
soaking wet,
or your body
peeking through
your dripping shirt
or your arms
which I thought
would be perfect
around me
that made me not
take my eyes
off of you
—for a short time

Maybe it was
your artistic hand
and how you speak
through your
paintbrushes,
or how you can
create a world
of your own
with your craft
that made me
admire you
—for quite
some time

But this,
I know for sure;
It was the way
you smiled at me,
and how
your eyes shrank
when you did;
It was the way
you spoke to me
with the
right words
that night
when I needed it
the most
that is making
my heart race
—until now

It was the way
you touched my
soaking tangled hair,
your body
close to mine;
when you put
your arms
around me
and told me
I was worth it
when I cried
that made me not
take my eyes
off of you
—everytime
I had
the chance

It was the way
your art
drew itself
into my heart;
how you
knocked down
my walls
from the tips
of your
paintbrushes
without you
knowing;
and
how you
created
a new world
for me
with your craft
of making
people happy
that made me
admire you
—for a long time

But I hope
you would
never
feel the same
for me
—even though
I badly
want you to
because
I'm a mess,
and I don't want
to be
the one
who will
destroy
all the things
I adored
about you

I hope you
would never
feel the same
because I
don't know
if I could
love you right.
I hope you
would never
feel the same
because
I don't
really know
how to love
—at all

—You're just too good for me