Feelings that I hide.

She.

Look into her eyes while you count the thousand colors that are too shy to explode into constellations, but that still live there.

Be there when she needs you the most, when her lips tremble while mascara runs down her cheeks because of the salty water.

Talk about your hopes and dreams and all your crazy theories, even the sane ones, she'll love to hear you talk for hours.

Whisper sweet words, honest ones, something she has never heard before, because you are something she has never felt before.