Maybe it was your blue eyes,
Maybe it was your smile.
Maybe it was your infectious laugh,
Maybe it had just been awhile.
When people ask why I picked you,
Maybe I really don't know.
But I can tell you all the reasons I've stayed,
All the reasons I'll never let you go.
It's your unique personality,
And your unwavering trust.
It's the way you only call me princess,
And the way I cave under your touch.
It's your ability too see the good,
When all I see is the bad.
It's your want to be my biggest supporter,
And you're the best I've ever had.
It's our 5 am goodnight texts,
And our 3 pm good mornings.
It's really never a dull moment,
The way even silence is never boring.
Its the way you let it get frigid at night,
And then you cuddle in even more.
And I could think of so many other things,
And every single bit of you, I adore.
And really, it's your dedication,
And your unconditional love.
Because this, this beautiful thing we have,
It's what my dreams are made of.
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
