Your words are like an explosion inside my soul,
Your touch breaks every last bone in my body,
But yet I would go to the end of the world and back to just see that smile,
If just one word would make you understand how I feel;
I would write you essays upon essays in hopes you'll understand,
My heart beats for you;
Even if you may not know it,
Whenever you come near my hands start to shake;
I forget how to breathe,
Just hold me near;
Remind me how to breathe by the taste of your lips.

Hello Mr. Sunshine, how is it up there?
Are you feeling bright and Sunny in your beautiful atmosphere?
Or more dark and lonely like it is down here?
Are you feeling blessed? Maybe glad?
Or are the only emotions you feel numb and sad?

Listen to me, little mister
with your endearing hair
I want you to come down and hold me tight
Since you've been in my life, all I have is sunbeams in sight
So  please come down, and make it all nice and clear
Just as it is, up there

i adore her,
every part of her being—
both the parts she is proud of
and those that she keeps hidden
her wit and sweetness
seems like a cherry on top of an ice cream
that makes her even more
beautiful to my eyes.

i’ve liked him since that
19th of February
during our rehearsal for a cotillion
"Your hands feel cold. Don’t be nervous", he said.
i smiled and felt the warmth on my cheeks
he’s always been my inspiration
and my strong tower.

i wish i could finally
tell her how much i love her.

i don’t think i’ll ever have
the courage to tell him i love him.