To my lackluster life you were my ball of an abundant of hues. There's just something about you that I have no power to pinpoint.
Was it your laugh that formed perfectly harmonized melodies? Was it your eyes that resembled the galaxies?
Was it the kiss that felt like the first rain in desserts dry or was it your presence that never cease to make me high?
The comfort and warmth you gave, that left me insatiable; or the dimples that formed on your cheeks that I find adorable.
The sound of your voice, I could listen to everyday. The feel of your skin, I'll remember. The way my name rolls off of your tongue that forms shivers down my spine. Maybe someday, I can call you mine.
