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him.


i'd thought that life was not worth living 
until my eyes met yours. 
the bluishgreenishhazel haze
made me feel at home. 
the world was dark
and the air was cold 
until you smiled; 
your teeth squareishwhitish 
but not perfectly straight—
you were the light in my life
and the fire in my heart

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