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This was something that was meant to happen,
we were meant to find one another.
you found me lonely and sad and I found you the same
but with your burning eyes and my burning cigarette.
We found each other on the day neither of us will forget.
You were there leaning against the barrier,
smoking when all the signs told you not to.
You don't care for the rules in those moments of need.

I met you standing there and I finally saw your face,
freckles outlined those eyes and your hair,
your hair was cut close to your head,
but I love it like that.
It gives no boundaries to your face,
no boundaries to the beauty I had found.

you looked at me and I knew that God or some other force
had brought us together,
I was meant to find you and you were meant to make me fall in love.
it would seem so naïve to someone who didn't know...
Just over a month my life has been blessed with you
a month and I'm so fucking in love with you.

I'm in love with how you smile, the way you smoke
and how you laugh when you have to help me.
I love the way your eyes light brighter than anything when you're happy,
how your freckles wrinkle when you frown
and how you hold me just as close.
It's been a month since you came into my life
and all I think about is how the universe works in odd ways,
how it brings people together and shows us what is meant to be.
I wasn't looking for you, I was simply looking for a friend,
Instead I shot for the moon and landed in the stars,
I landed with God and found love.
I found a meaning to life and a reason to live.
the thought of seeing you again gets me through the days,
the thought of your hand in mine and the way your lips feel...

oh God just the thought of you is enough to make me think i'm insane.
I just want to hold you against my chest and watch the sun rise
then stay that way until it sets again.
I want everyday if it's with you.