I see you.
I see the rose in your cheeks and the flush in your face. I see my dreams in your eyes and tears swelling in mine, realizing how much you mean to me.
The way you smile, your cheeks rising like butterflies fluttering out of my stomach and into my chest.
I surrender the person that I was to the person that you're making me.
I was consumed in myself, consumed in all the worst people. Drowning in the hatred others bred into my bones, I was stone cold and trying desperately to be who I was before the storm.
Still the shaky seas only turn in one direction and the swells sweep you in.
But with the sight of your face I began anew, I know not me, I know only you.
Brilliant and innocent, pure as the fresh Montana snow.
You showed me not who I was, but who I am.
You not a person but a masterpiece. Every acrylic freckle a work of art.
I love you with all of my heart.
