The Sun, the Stars, the moon.

It's hard to admit you're in love with someone... when you're so unsure if you even love yourself.

yet, when the person you're in love with, makes you feel beyond beautiful, beyond wanted, and loved, then  it's different.

You allow me to feel free, yet safe.
and you make me feel like there's nothing else.. just you and i.

i love it when i look at things, and not only think man, that sure is an interesting painting. or man, these stars are beautiful. But i think about how you would think of them. how amazing you would find the stars, and how intriguing you would find that paint on that canvas to be.

I love that even when you're so far away, when i hear your voice you feel so close.
and i feel so warm. and i close my eyes, and clear the burdens of the day from within, and allow you to capture me.

without even trying, you've got me.

i'm not just wrapped up in the arms of lust and sugar coated feeling.
this is real.

i love that you laugh at me, instead of point out how fucking weird i am.
i love that i can laugh with you, when you describe the funniest of things.
i love your indifference's, because they only make you perfect.

but, even though i'll forever try so hard to convey how much i love you, it will never be enough.
these words will create a flutter in your heart.
and it may linger with you throughout the day.
but normality will return.

however, i'll never stop loving you. ever.
this heart will never stop beating for you.