You.
You.
My beautifully flawed star boy.
In dark moments, the one I want to hold.
In light moments, the one I want to laugh with.
The hands I want to build my future with.
Eyes that keep my feet above water.
Feet that I pray guide me on life’s greatest adventures.
And a heart that makes me believe in magic again.
You, the honey to my soul.
This poem is about:
Me
My family