i love them.. so much that
          such words will never be
          enough, i fear.

dreams of celestia, of the
          nebula before my eyes..
          if only the love of your
          life only knew how starstruck
          they made you, right? the
          stars in your eyes when-
          ever their name befalls
          your lips, how you catch
          yourself thinking of them
          whilst going about your
          day.
          
          have they eaten? are they
          staying hydrated and well?
          one can only hope, right?
          the courage one must
          muster in order to message,
          or call their love is almost
          overwhelming. the flair
          in your chest, the flush of
          your cheeks, the quickened
          beats of your heart, beating
          strong against its cage.
          
          i hope you've been well,
          love.. and have the sweetest
          of dreams tonight as you
          rest, as well as the most
          nocturne, and blissful, of
          dreams. ♡

our hearts are compatible,
          take mine. ♡

my god, they're a cutie.
          when i hear from them,
          i feel as if the breath
          had been robbed from
          my lungs. i feel my
          cheeks and ear tips
          set aflame by the flush
          of their complimentary
          words.
          
          someone tell me, let
          me explain, and tell
          me if this is love. let
          me describe this feeling
          in depths unforseen,
          words that have never
          befallen my lips; what
          is love, i sometimes
          wonder, if not this?

thank god, my phone is fixed
          today; now i can write freely
          without the confines of my
          tablet and unsure fingertips.
          
          if there's a large pet peeve
          of mine, the only person
          exclusionary being the love
          of my life <3, it's typos.