Hi beautiful,

Love lives here, and we’ve got a room to spare.

Signed,
Forever Yours

I love the way you are... so confidently you.

The way you know my deep blue soul and pretend I don't know you at all.

The way you refuse to see me and yet, time and time again, open the door.

It's the way you light my cigarettes that I adore.

The way you admit I am completely out of my mind and hold me sweetly as if to say you accept it unconditionally.

The way you love sad songs and share them with me.

The way you playfully point your guns at me when I spit fire.

It's the way you sing proudly out of tune that I admire.

The way you make Dad-jokes and chuckle at mine too.

I love the way you are...so confidently you.

You told me I wasn’t good enough.

I was the pile of spare change you’d never use because they were so low in value they made you feel cheap.

But there’s so much of me at once that I’m worth more than your hundred dollar bill.

The warm golden glow of the sun peeking so eagerly above the horizon at the crack of dawn,

when you can feel the warmth on your skin as you open the curtains for the first time in the morning,

it makes you tingle and your hairs stand on end

as the goosebumps lay land right the way down your spine.

You know that feeling right?

I hope you do.

When you look into the sky and there’s like five shades of orange and five shades of blue in the middle, a mix making magic and you take a moment to truly appreciate how ******* beautiful the sky is,

when your heart feels heavy and you know that weight is nothing but appreciation for the world.

You know that feeling right?

I hope you do.

I really, really hope you do,

‘Cause that’s what it feels like every single time she smiles.

Your quirks,

I like them.