Because darling, your eyes light up like all the stars we could never see from inside this big city and your lips taste like coming home and I know you don't believe in magic but it's like you've got pixie dust under your fingernails and we haven't even scratched the surface of all the love living inside of us.
Because I love you like the river runs. Rushing, rushing. And I don't know where's it's going but it's feels like something big is coming. I want to get lost with you in this big, big world with only your big, blue eyes to guide me home.
Because darling, You make everything glow and I swear you must keep fairy lights in your pockets the way you light up every room that you walk into.
Because darling, even if this love is the only beauty I get to witness in my life, it will be more than enough.
YOU ARE READING
CREATING CONSTELLATIONS
Poesía"We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellation...
