In my 19 years of breathing,

I had not lived

until the day 

you told me I was beautiful.

And the irony grew,

and continues to grow,

everyday since that day:

You take my breath away,

and somehow

I feel more alive now than ever.

You have shown me

what it is

to feel the sun on my skin

from just your smile;

what it is

to see the galaxy

breathless and exhausting

and overwhelming

in only your eyes. 

Loving you is and eternal bliss

full of never-ending surprises

and beautiful cosmic explosions.

I have come to know 

the distance between us

and accept and love 

that distance,

as it is just as neccessary

as the space between the stars.