The Book I'll Never Write

Chapter: More Poems

There are some things that are precious. Things that should be held dear to your heart, and treasured. Things like the way a person smiles when you compliment them, and the way the sky looks after a storm. There are things that should not be taken for granted, such as the love someone can give you, and the warmth of their affection.

There are things that make you realize just how lucky you are. Such as the words "I'm in love with you." There are things that make you see the beauty in life. Like big, beautiful teddy bear brown eyes staring at you with complete adoration.

It is these things that make me realize that I am truly happy. Safe in your arms is where I belong. It is you that is precious to me.

I never knew how much I could love someone until I met you. You showed me beauty in the darkest places, and you showed me that the world isn't always scary. Every time you call me cute or beautiful, I really believe it. You make me feel like I'm worth something. You make me feel like I'm worthy of love and affection and praise. You somehow make me feel like I am good enough, and for that, I am eternally grateful. I wish I could show you how much you mean to me, but no combination of words could ever describe the pure love and passion I feel for you.

Your eyes are the prettiest eyes I've ever seen, and I could get lost in them if you let me. Your arms feel like the only shelter I'll ever need. When I'm with you I feel safe and protected, like nothing could ever hurt me. Everything about you makes me happier than I've ever been in my life. You are so wonderful and amazing, and I know that sometimes we disagree and I know that I can be overwhelming but... I love you more than anything.

Even if I end up going to hell, I will have known heaven because I have been with you.

My skin is a cage,

And it keeps my light

And my heart

Hidden

Deep inside.

It tortures me

And tells me

"You'll never be good enough"

And I disagree.

So I am in a

Constant battle

Fighting with myself

So that my golden

Heart

Can escape

And my light

Slowly carves it's

Way out.

Yet nobody sees that

They just see

A sad,

Shy little girl

With scars on her skin

And think nothing

Of the battle

She fought.

Colder weather

And I am here

In a jacket

And leggings

And nobody thinks

Anything is

Wrong

But they don't

See