You are a beauty that the universe cannot contain, an epitome of everything wonderful and tantalizingly breathtaking. So it gave you flaws that you so hate. But they make you more of a beauty than you are without. So I'll write you poems until my words become more than cursive stains on paper because even if words don't matter, they are the only things I can use to convey that you do. ~This is for you and about you. I want you to know that. Here we go.

When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]