I never imagined waking up happy on a foggy Monday morning until you
came along.
It's just the sky seems really beautiful right now and
I know that I am often as gloomy as the fog may seem,
but there are moments like these where the sky seems
really f***ing beautiful because
it reminds me of your smile.
I don't know how else to explain the thoughts that are in the mind behind
these stormy eyes,
but I think your presence is what happiness feels like
and I think your presence is what happiness /tastes/ like,
and oh god,
it is perfect.
My eyes seem to hold a lot of truth in them
and I am trying to let the love seep through the broken bones
in my body.
I want you to know I crave you.
I want you to know I adore you.
I guess I'm just trying to tell you that there are sunsets and sunrises
on the shore of your eyes and
I could spend forever standing by the water drowning
in everything you are.