reminders at 12am

my love for you is beautiful and lyrical and poetic, it is pure and it is natural - it is good and it is real -
 
it is everlasting, it is rainy thursday nights, it is the taste of cheap hot chocolate on a winter evening, it is powerful vibrations of the moon and the tides -
 
your love is soft, painted pink skies on a summer’s twilight, or like a blanket you snuggle into when the heater goes out at home - i wish i could explain even more how i would effortlessly cross the planes for you, how the world could be nothing to me if it weren’t for you - my dear, how much you mean to me. 
when those reddened eyes looked at me with tears in your eyes, i knew then: ‘this boy is going to change my life forever, and there isn’t a damned thing i can do about it.
 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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