why loving you is wrong

to me in five years

To me in five years

I hope when your eyelids part each day at dawn

Your heart doesn't feel as if it's gonna shatter

if you move an inch or two

I hope that when you wake up

You smile in love with the sunrise and the morning new

When you look in the mirror as you start your routine

I pray you love yourself more than the color blue

More than the sun and the moon

more than you love music too

I hope when you look at your tight curls

You see nothing but the beauty of the kinky texture

I hope you don't wanna change it

I hope you love you skin

As dark as milk chocolate

Every lump every bump

I hope you love that you can't stop it

To me in five years

I hope you love the syllables of your name

Even if it comes with no fame and just a picture frame

I hope you find peace of mind

I hope your wrote all your poems

And published them in time

I hope your smile never darkens

And your voice stays bubbly

I hope you still sing songs that make you feel lovely

I hope you still love Christmas and candy canes

Movies on Hallmark while carolers sang

I hope you still love snow the way that you used to

I hope when the first snow fall comes you laugh

Not because it's funny simply because of its beauty

I hope you still dance in your room on late nights when you can't sleep

Insomnia taking over but all the moments sweet

I hope you see the beauty in the dense fall trees

Even if we still fear Halloween

I hope your laugh stays contagious

And your smiles speard like wild fire

I hope you still read books when you get tired

I hope you still use stuffed bears to sleep

And I hope you still love summer days

Even though their bittersweet

I hope you still love your combat boots

And your bell bottoms and jeans

I hope you still love all these things

because there's no I no you and no just me

To myself in five years this is we

This is us

and I hope we love everything