The only way you can truly see yourself, is through the eyes of your lover.
Mirrors are simply manifestations of what people are expected to see
Our skin is the sugar coating on a blood bath.
So sweet, innocent, and yet so selfish to steal the spotlight away from the real drama
Happening behind a reflection.
The twinkle in her eye, and the rose-like blush of her cheeks made me see for the first time who I really was.
Not the partially robotic cripple who I envisioned as a player,
But someone that truly mattered.
I was a man who could take a girl to Amsterdam and still feel I didn’t do enough to please her
But when she said okay.
Man, when she said okay.
Everything was okay, and more.
I didn’t need the sixteen prior years of my life,
I had only started living when my heart was jumpstarted in the hallway of that church.
It was if I was baptized, Conformed, and married all at once.
In a single heartbeat.
That girl could have killed me with her lips,
Pressed up against mine, never enough
But every time she took my breath away, she always gave it back.
Just so she could strip me of it again with her beauty.
She had this crazy idea that she was a grenade,
But the only thing I saw her blowing up was my expectations.
She had a way of making the sky bluer, the sun brighter
And my world better.
I couldn’t function without her on my mind.
I know that love is just a shout into the void, and oblivion is inevitable.
But I am also sure that I am in love.
I’m in love with Hazel Grace
Not just Hazel, that is what she is to the world
But the grace, the beauty, the fluidity of “okay” rolling off of her tongue,
Is what makes her the angel
Here I am in heaven watching over my angel.
I’m awestruck.
I gaze down from the clouds at someone who is light years above me
Our time side by side was not even close to long enough.
But she still has my heart.
And we will never be apart
So I continue living my sugar-coated life,
Thankful that Hazel Grace is the one to rescue me from my blood bath.