I love dancing with you
and watching l the guys stare….

Because I have exactly what they want.


I love you spinning me around because some guy came to close and I’m yours. 

Not for anyone else.


I love laying in bed:
Your face in my neck. 

Our legs tangled together. 

Running my fingers through your hair.


I love sitting next to you on the couch,
Not saying a word, just being together.


I love you brushing my hair for me,
Trailing kisses down my neck when you’re done.


I love the look in your eyes when you first wake up
and you’re not sure where you are…
And then you see my face and grin.


I love the way you breathe in your coffee more than you actually drink it.


And I love that this could go on for pages and pages before I run out of reasons why I love you.

I am in love with her.

I am in love with the way she brushes her hair over one shoulder
and her eyes go deep green when she's happy.
And how she grinds her teeth when she concentrates.

I am in love with the dimples above her top lip when she laughs,
and the mess of curls that she calls bed hair.

I am in love with the fact that she makes me want to write poetry
and make art.

But most of all,
I am in love with the way she holds me,
the fact that she knows my dreams, my nightmares, my scars...
And the how she usually knows what I'm thinking before I do.

She is my best friend,
the girl I love,
and so much more.

So, Yes.
You were right.

The darkness swallows me,
There is no air for me to breathe.
Walking...
Wandering...
Now I'm lost,
Playing in the gorgeous dark
Now my demons want to play.
So wrap me up,
Just hold me tight...
Save me from this beautiful night.