and that tuesday night,
i didn't expect much,
i thought it would all
go down in falmes,
but it turned out
to go up in the sky,
and as i felt your eyes
on me, i looked up
and smiled at the stars
for having you next to me,
where you are supposed to be
and to be so fortunate,
so privileged to have your eyes
on me, so lucky to have
met your eyes and seen your smile,
because it is the most beautiful
thing i have ever seen, baby.

Just like any other story
We've started with oh so blurry
Strangers we were,
I think that's a cliche from somewhere.
At the beginning it was all a blank page
And I'm a bubble trapped in a cage
While you had this heart with broken line
From the girl once you've called mine.
Maybe that's where we gain connection,
The hurt inside which obviously need correction.
Second by second we became friends
I hope it will last right until the end.
The laughs at our little conversation
It is both our path of satisfaction
There are times I'm festering in frustation
Trying to pen my way out of procastination
When I'm all empty,
You're there and refueled my positivity,
Are you the master of laughter spells?
Cause you give me happiness can't even describe in hell.
If perfection is just a lie
Then why do people even try?
I guess it lives within, we cannot see
Just like any second you become crazy.
This man with big gentle heart
We become proportion when it comes to music art,
We both shared common interest
We talk and laugh and forget about the rest.
But his heart needs to heal
He needs to be true and be real.
So wish upon a shooting star
Believe and you will get quite far
A hope, a wish, a dream, a smile
Nothing selfish, nothing vile.
But wish may not come true
So better plan and not out of the blue.
If you ever crash remember I'm here
Reach my hand, I'm giving it to you near.
Thanks for the bow with perfect timing
Great play of arch, friendship we're gaining.
I'm so lucky for having you,
Just wanna say I'm here for anything you do.

The first time you unsewed your lips and smiled at me I knew I would never be able to find anything on earth as beautiful as you.
When your melodious laugh bubbled up from your lungs and out your newly freed mouth I discovered that every composer and musician that will ever live has been trying to capture that sound.
When you began to direct your words at me I felt like I had just encountered the most gorgeous intellect a human brain could offer.
Your words were poetry and the conviction in your words could convince any dying man there was hope to live another day.
Your shoulders pushed themselves back and you displayed a confindence in yourself that was unrivaled by any kings.
You choose your words carefully because you knew the power they had.
You could start a war or bring world peace with a flick of the tongue and one look with your beautiful blue eyes.
You put every great speech of histort to shame with a simple hello and brought more hope to my heart with your sewn lips in a half smile than any inspirational speech ever given.

Meeting you was so enchanting,
it's like I'm finally done with waiting.
There was something about my feelings,
it's like I'm a butterfly with beautiful wings.

I love the way you talk to me,
it's like I'm getting chocolates for free.
I knew that you are the best,
it's like I'm receiving A+ from a test.

Loving you will always be a pleasure,
it's like a gold, you're my treasure.
You are the reason for this poem,
it's like the sound of guitar, solemn.

To be loved by you is magical,
it's like I'm in a broadway musical.
Cause with you everything feels so right,
it's like the sun bright,
you're my everyday light.

and if you are still the way you have always been, you're the lucky ones because most of us have taken ourselves apart down to the very molecules we are made up of and rearranged them to someone else's liking

and if you are still happy then you're the lucky ones, because most of us are so depressed we are willing to lather our stomachs in alcohol and burn our throats with smoke for fun, or to forget that person who made us feel like we were sitting in a haystack of needles, stabbing and wounding every inch of our skin

and if you still strive for your highest hopes and dreams, then you're the luckiest ones, because most of us settle for less, and only climb the ladder until we think we have reached the top

and if you're in love, you really are the luckiest of all, because we are all mostly bitter over those we have lost, thinking we are unable to find someone that will bring us the same happiness that the other person used to bring