With you, and only you, my heart changes. I soften and let go of the rock hard wall I put up to protect myself. With you, looking at you, my heart beat changes. Sometimes slow, like when you look at me and tell me about your dreams and hopes, I live for these moments, for some reason only these moments help me to stay in the moment. That’s always been harder for me because I want nothing more than to get out of this world of nightmares to start fresh, my new story, sometimes I hope it can be with you. Sometimes I wonder if I had left when I had the chance once upon a time, would we have even met? Would we have even known each other? I’m glad I don’t know the answers to these questions because you are the new story I've been searching for. Sometimes when you make my heart beat faster. I lose all self-control. When you're standing in front of me, glazing into my eyes, I see nothing more than my muse. You’re my heart in human form, my favorite daydream, my person. But then, there is the unbearable tension that stands between us. Knowing that our kiss is more than forbidden. Knowing that if we try to take this to the next step, everything would fall apart. Me and you, similar to that of Romeo and Juliet, our friends would never allow it. Nor will they ever be okay with this. We could never happen. Consider them our Montagues and Capulets, but you are my favorite risk. I would be willing to lose it all for you. As if I am the villian in this story, and you are my weakness. I would be willing to sacrifice the world for you. Sometimes when I'm with you, my heart even skips a beat or two. Like from the way you hold me, as if I was a broken porcelain doll. You hold my sharp broken shards, leaving your bearskin open, trusting me enough not to cut you. You carry me gentle and cradle me slowly.  If too tight I might break even more. You feel how cold my broken glass skin is, so you hold me close just to keep me warm. How you choose the way to speak to me, the raw and honest side of you that no one else sees, it gives me chills. The days you first wake you, and you roll over to hold me tightly, your voice is ruff and raspy, whispering to me good morning, you always manage to make time stand still. The chills that you leave running down my spine at lighting speed right as you’re falling asleep and your voice is soft and gentle to me. The nights when you open up to me as you fall asleep in my arms while unveiling your darkest secrets. The way you look at me drives me insane. Something about your eyes keeps me in a haze of a dream. Before I met you, I used to think blue was my favorite color, but something about your hazel eyes has changed my mind, brown as an entirely new meaning. Looking into your eyes I feel a warm comfort feeling I don’t find anywhere else. You get me in ways no one else has. But when I am without you, my heartbeat seems to stop. Everything in my life decides to change. I go through my day waiting for you. I watch the time craving for your return. I watch my phone waiting for your name. I always feel as though I am lost without you. At times I know you’re busy so I try not to rush. But the longing is enough to put me into a madhouse. When you're gone, parts of me are not the same. When you’re gone, parts of me are missing. When you’re gone I have no reason to smile. I lose my hope in the world. When you're gone I overthink my 101 things. Then when I’m with you I’m happy and remember the reasons for smiling. My day becomes ever more so bright, my day seems to be better just by a simple text. Without you, I’m sad and mean. If I miss a text from you, my mood goes from 100 percent to 0. You always seem to brighten my day and without that text I feel a cloud running over my head. Whenever I miss you I get mad because that is what my sadness always decides to do. You make me sweet. I smile more and I’m open to new people, You encourage me to the better version of myself that you have always seen in me. But without you I’m bitter. I worry less about the word hope, it means nothing to me. My day is ruined and my mood is back at a 0 percent. I stop smiling and I care less for anyone and everyone. Then, with you,  time seems to stand still. You know how to calm my raging storms, and everything around me seems not so scary and yet again I have hope in the world.