do you know that I love you so much
that
I sit upright in bed,
chilled, and with a cold,
******* on a nasty cough drop to keep my sickness quiet,
just so you can finally get some rest?

do you know that I love you so much
that
I'm fully prepared to stay awake,
all night,
incase you need me,
because maybe your sickness has returned,
or something mean and scary has disturbed your sleep?

do you know that I love you so much
that
I didn't take a shower, because I didn't want to leave you alone,
and that I worried so much that
I allowed raindrops from my eyes to fall onto my glasses,
even though I hate getting them wet?

do you know that I love you so much
that
I sit here,
waiting,
praying to our God
that my baby boy will be well once more,
that your color will return,
your head will calm,
and that your lunch will want to stay with you?

do you know
that
I love you
this incredibly much?

it seems as if there are thousands of ways to say "I love you"
but
none of them can accurately describe how I feel for you.

I never understood why they always use x's and o's.

I never understood how a hug could be so safe and completely surrounding, like an o.

I never knew that a kiss, like an x, could cancel out everything and anything else.

But now I do.

I thought I loved the warmth of the sun.
Really, I love the warmth your body offers.

I thought I treasured the moments where
my skin was chilled, and my breath was smoke.

Really, I ache for the chills your lingering fingers
trace onto my skin, and how you take my breath away.

I thought that my favorite was the comfortable coolness,
the perfect autumn.

Really, I love how I've fallen for you.
Better than leaves, of any color, ever could.

I bundled the stars and tossed them into the sky
I made them from tears
ones from the right eye.

I held them close to keep me warm
I bundled them up
to keep them from a raging storm.

I put them there for you, you know
Beautiful eyes gazing
at my pretty star show.

Our time together may not be as lengthy as we’d like.
I think this is why I catch myself,
I catch myself recording every detail that my eyes are lucky enough to see.
Listening closely, so closely for I desire to hear,
every word, every sound.
I watch how your soft lips move, making simple words that I deem beauty.
I watch how your eyes, your deep forest filled eyes, when they’re not watching me, how they gaze around at the world around us that I had become oblivious to.
I watch as your arms move and your shoulder blades glide, hidden under your shirt.
I feel the carpet of fitting rooms, I see that hideous sweater.
I remember the chilled tastiness of the special ice cream.
I remember how my face and sides began to ache as I caught a case of the giggles and you began to laugh too.
I remember it all.
And I miss it.
I can’t get enough of you.

bubblegum pink with a pop
I can't tell where heaven begins,
where you stop.

playing in clouds of velvet
carelessly wandering
laying in streams that belong to jets.

that earthly green that brings me down for a while.
those beautiful eyes
they go well with that perfect smile.

Her:
Tonight, baby, I got in the driver's seat of my car.

Him:
Honey, I knew I said that I wouldn't, but here I am at the closest bar.

Her:
I bet you don't even miss my smile.

Him:
I'd give anything to make her happy again, I haven't in a while.

Her:
He's probably drinking again, getting wasted away.

Him:
Without her, this bitter whiskey is the best part of my miserable day.

Her:
There's no use in being careful anymore.

Him:
I should've never hit that door, now I'm stuck with "what if"

Her:
I wonder if there's a reason I shouldn't drive off of this cliff...

Him:
Now I'm outside stumbling, thinking about flying off of this bridge.


(as the man got closer to the edge of his death, some headlights caught his attention, until they turned and plummeted over the cliff on the other side of the bridge. it was a car all too familiar. and in it, was his only reason to live. with the knowing of what just happened, the man drops his stolen glass of whiskey, closes his eyes, and learns that he really can't fly)

There was a time
when
our lips hadn't yet touched.

and

There was a day
when
your eyes didn't know mine.

and

There was a point
that
your hands hadn't yet caressed my body.

And to think,
all that I have to do is ***** up once,
and I'll begin to remember these seemingly foreign things,
just a little too well.

I’m forever searching for the words,
dripping in honey,
sweet enough to be worthy to speak to you.

I want to write pretty words
about your beautiful soul.
I have a desire to tell our story
until it can no longer be told.

But you leave me speechless !
Lingering words on my lips
untraceable traces, right down to my hips.

You leave me speechless !
Seven parts of a whole,
words and kisses to be stole.

I am left speechless.
With so much to say.
Yet I continue to go on
and think of you all day.

And here I am,
the happiest I’ve ever been.
All because I’m in love,
and he happens to be my best friend.

When he sings to me at night,
it’s music to my ears.
I go to sleep,
for in my head is filled with beauty, love, and light.

I love him so much,
that silly spoon.
I just keep waiting for the day
when “now” is instead of “soon”.

For him I will wait,
and I would walk miles.
For him, he is worth it.
He is worth while.

It means that I’m the happiest that I have ever been,
it means that I will call you just to hear you sing.

This is what it means to be in love with you.

It means late nights, layin in bed
it means getting to play with the hair on your head.

This is what it means.

It means wishing to be together, alone
it means yearning to hear your voice over the phone.

Oh but this is what it means.

It means looking forward to every day,
it means not missing out on my chance to say
I love you

because that’s what it’s like to be in love with you.