hes truly something else to me
i study him as if hes written shakespeare
i worship him as if he were a god
and i love him as if he were the last living rose
and ive never seen such beauty
so much so that ive compared him to things that could never be as euphoric as him
hes my milky way boyfriend,
sweet and savory and full of life
hes my sunset sweetheart,
so many beautiful colors its breathtaking
hes my cherry blossom space boy,
galaxies of soft smiles and tight hugs
hes my darling little angel,
innocent eyes meet halos and dewdrops
hes my nature loving sunshine,
a happy-go-lucky personality id die for
and im never letting him go
there are times where i look at him and i wonder
what is it like to have such a lovely soul?
does he know the amount of light he holds?
can he see the admiration in my eyes?
has he noticed that flowers bloom when he walks past?
is he aware of the stars spinning on his fingertips?
i have moments where i cant exactly explain or understand how or what im feeling
in those moments i hold him close
because if anything can make me feel better, its him.
its always him.
and in those moments where i hold him close
i hold him tight so that he knows i wont ever let go of him
and i make sure i remember what he smells like
so that he can bring me peace wherever i am
and i run my fingers through his hair
to remind him im always here.
and in those moments
where im holding him close
and remembering all of these things
i realize that i cant hold him forever.
and he lets go
and i step back
and i felt as if i was on the edge of the world.