A Dozen Roses Before Departure

Love is a feeling so indescribable. A drug so addictive that without it, none on earth have a chance at survival. I love that first rush you get when eyes meet. When you're minding your life and a stranger passes by. Eyes say hello before lips get the chance. The heartbeat happens as your soul awakens to the existence of a hopeful forever. So many questions you want to ask without seeming desperate or creepy. Then comes the words everyone says to open the door to a new  possibility. "Excuse me..." With that, you can either be straightforward, or chose to ask about something like the weather knowing damn well the temperature. But when said person looks your way, like a jumble of nerves you tangle into a tied silence, stutters and mutters fill your voice as you can't quite get out what needs to be expressed. That's me when I look at you, a mess so beautiful that I deserve to be turned into a  frame of wonder. Your heart is the masterpiece that fits ever so perfectly. In friendship I still feel the love once present. No spear or bullet could ever pierce me into a state of hatred or dislike. I cold hike and hike a mountain of people giving millions of reasons not to fall in love, but they'd be as late as the mid of night, the silence in the still wind of comfort. Mouths and ears don't mix when you don't trust the instincts given at birth. You ponder and rerun old thoughts like your favorite marathon. Reruns turn into you knowing word for word the feelings, the fear others display in action of unknown love. I once was afraid of loving and being loved cause the kind I had was official, different, and true. You helped me see the spark that once was dim, the knowledge I didn't dare to acknowledge. The love I felt was a love I didn't believe in. You showed me what it meant to be truly cared for. It took me to a place I don't think I'll ever have the pleasure to know again. I'll always love the woman who showed up at the right time for the right reasons beyond just a season.These dozen roses represent the twelve things I appreciate about you. 1. Your love for God. 2. Your caring nature. 3. The wolf in you. 4. The way you live up to your nickname. 5. You're an open book. 6. You pass no judgement whatsoever. 7. Your smile. 8. Your eyes. 9. Your laugh. 10. The way you tell stories. 11. The way you kiss. 12. Your slight lisp.

In a nutshell, I love you for everything you are, everything you stand for, and everything you will do. You are gonna make a super dope and bad ass producer when your time comes.

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