The entire time I was playing laser tag, my mind kept shifting to you. I kept getting shot, even though I'm skilled at laser tag; even though I normally win every single round. I kept zoning out, daydreaming mid-round at the thought of you. One day, I'd love to play laser tag with you, I'd love to beat you in laser tag. Although part of me believes you'll probably win! When it comes to you, I don't mind losing. "We'll play Nintendo, though I always lose.' Cause you'll watch the TV, while I'm watching you. There's not many people I'd honestly say I don't mind losing to." When it comes to you, seeing you smile when you win, let that smile be arrogant or spiteful, that's what I consider winning. Your smile is my win, even if I have to lose for it. If the zombie overrun ever comes, ya' bet yer' behind I'll pick you as my partner before anyone else. You can think that's because of your skills with a gun, part of it is, but the other part is because my world without you would be utterly dull. And if I had to go through the end of the world; I'd want to do it with someone who brings me complete joy, even during the darkest times. You make me laugh when I'm bawling, always seeming to crack a joke when I'm falling apart; and I love it. I love how you can make my darkest moments just a bit brighter. You are my light, even if you're my moon. You're as stunning as the moon, even more stunning. You shine brighter than the sun, you're more breathtaking than the Northern lights, more perfect than the Milky Way. You are more stunning than all the billions, trillions of stars in the sky. Your perfect, even what you believe are imperfections are utter perfection to me. You are my greatest perfection, my greatest choice, my greatest secret weapon. I'd want to survive any natural disaster with you by my side, any end of the world is a new beginning with you. When I say 'till death do us part', I mean it with all my heart. It is a line that is meant for one person, the person someone wants to grow old with, to stay with forever. My moon, my perfection, you are that person for me. You've always been that person for me, and I believe with all my heart that you always will be. Till death do us part, and when reincarnation reunites us once more; when we meet by fate. When I met you, it was the day I met my life, my everything. When I met you, Heaven and Earth collided. When I die, Heaven and Earth will collide once more; they will meet me in Hell.
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'The Ramblings Of A Lunatic'
PoetryNo one else had taken the time to listen to me ramble; ramble about my obsession with him; and yet he himself does. This must be love.