So Cute

There you go again standing in the doorway listening to the way they hum along to a tune playing only in their head. You smile and shake your head trying to contain your laughter. They twirl their bangs around their fingernail and sway to the beat ever so subtly. Finally they raise their gaze and see you in the mirror behind them, stepping closer and closer until you can wrap your arms around their waist and kiss the base of their neck. I love the way you love. It's such a wonderfully beautiful thing. 

Beautiful Reactivity

My yellows and your oranges make the brightest scarlet anyone has ever seen. My burning magentas and your calming, deep blues make a violet so royal it still makes your god jealous. My pure, creamy, untouched whites and your guarded, jaded ebony form silver that miners confuse for diamonds. Together we put both heaven and hell to shame. Alone we're just cracks in the sidewalk beneath each other's feet. That's how we know this love was meant to be. 

Lipstick Stained Enlightenment

I told you that there will come a day when I write our story on you and an evening for painting on your chest as there will be a late night for connecting the dots (following your freckles down your body) with fairy kisses and the gentle nibble of a butterfly. You remember how I smiled when I explained that someday you will be known as my greatest masterpiece, just as I will be known as your favorite artist of all time (I hope). One day you will have absolutely no room to question whether I love you or not because I will put my heart and soul on display for the stars, the moon, and all of Time to witness in the most glorious of ways. Because I promise someday I will hold myself to it and angels will weep at the sight, heaven itself will be jealous, all the poets never known will turn in their graves, and you will never be quite as happy as anyone else. 

Corrupted Justice

I remember the way Superman stole my heart and taught me how to sell myself. I remember losing faith in superheroes and asking myself why so many people had to say I looked just like the first actress for Lois Lane. I remember every summer night I spent letting Superman have his way with another beautiful fan girl (me). I'm never going to forget it, but I've gotten a better superhero in my life now - one who has redefined all the words associated with superheroes.

Thank you. 

With a New Start

And if these tears decide to fall. If I can't keep them back. If this is all too much, too fast please, please don't look this way. Don't let me break down. Don't let me destroy myself just because of the scene. Don't look at me so you won't have anything new to worry about. But if I break, of this is the end, please don't waste your time picking up my pieces. Darling, I can't promise you that this won't end well, but I can't see anything being alright either. 

Iris

Just like the flowers in your garden you are supposed to shock the world and bloom from the inside out. To focus on who you are before molding your shell. Only then can I be the sun you like to see me as. 

Sunday Morning Serenade

Your brilliant cherry-stained smoke fills the room and your eyes shine in a new kind of light. I love watching the grey trails waltz themselves and the rest of the darkness away from our world. Often times I wounder if you have any idea how much moments like these mean to me. 

Willing to Make it Work

I promise to be your angel if only you would let me. But you see strangers got good at keeping you away and monsters stole my wings, halo, and anything else lovely I've ever had. I promise to be your masterpiece if only you'd hold me. Because I've been a misused canvass to everyone else all my life and it's about time someone treats me right. I promise to catch you every time you fall. Because I've gotten way too good at moving fast and staying strong for the people I'm around. Really Darling, I would give everything for a single chance to be your anything. 

Unbearable Nights

I've tried offering the keeper of dreams everything I've ever had just so he would let me relive the ones with you once more when you're gone. I don't think he understands how horrifying it is to live without someone who taught you everything you know about yourself. I don't think he's ever known loneliness like this. 

Comatose

You look at her with a sparkle in your eye and a glimmer in your heart. She smiles back like a movie star's photograph and her laughter reminds you of a melody your mother once played in a lullaby for you. Together the two of you can outshine the sun, you make angels jealous and give hope to suicidal drops of rain. It's the kind of love you can't fake - the type of happiness so many wait entire lifetimes for.