Fuck being sad and fuck the disapproving stares
There is all that I want right now and it is your smile And the sunlight
Who said gold was gaudy?
The way it looks on your skin could make
A thousand kings jealous
All the roads I've sped down and yours is the one
That I have stopped to admire
We are a miracle
Knocking elbows and loud music
No, soft music
Gentle music and watered down lemonade
And the smell of your shampoo and the summer
You know I minded the heat before
But the warmth is a welcome memory
I paste flowers in my journals for you
I kill them with tape and flurries of words and
It still fails to suffice
Do you know what a sight you are?
You are worlds wrapped up in one body and not many people could even dream of being the same
