Okay honestly I want beautiful words for Andy but all I can get is a bunch of word **** about how I can't believe it, won't believe it.... So I'll just say for now that Andy is honestly the best person I ever met and though he is... Not not going to type that word fill it in yourself.... He lives on in our hearts forever. Someday someone should put his poetry into just a book because it deserves to be shown to the world. We love you Andy<3

Why isn't the sky crying?
When the most beautiful soul has reached up to meet it?
Shouldn't such an embrace bring tears?
Or sunshine?
Why now, is all black and quiet?
Traffic continues when my heart has stopped.
The sky holds the love of my heart
That I never could.
And I'm crying,
And the sky is quiet.
I just hope the sky knows how lucky it is.
And I hope my love, my darling, can see me from somewhere
And know how much I love him still.

Valentine's Day
And now I have back
The person I love
my reason to smile.

It's been a long time
5 months without you
but it felt like forever
without reason to smile

Then came that day
friday the 14th
My lucky day I guess
I got back my reason to smile

I now have my light
after months of darkness
for you came back,
My reason to smile

Is it even possible
to write out my happiness?
if it is
There's not enough paper.

Valentine's Day
And now I have back
The person I love
my reason to smile.

You are my reason to smile<3

Look at me.
Am I not a real, not serial killer thirteen year old girl?
Yes, I am real and I feel emotions and I love him.
So why can't he be real too?
Why can't there be a real, not serial killer sixteen year old guy out there?
One who feels emotions and loves me.
Yes, what if he's a serial killer, I've heard,
But what about this:
what if he's who he says?
Because despite all the what ifs
All those scenarios you make up
You never mention the fact that he could be real
If we call and video chat and talk all the time
Who are you to say what we have isn't real.
You keep your relationships in your way
But if you'real not going to support mine
At least just let me be.
There's an honest-to-goodness reall boy on the other side of that screen
And *I love him

Why do I think of the best poem ideas
When I can't write them down?