cracks in my walls are filled with you.

the best of me is what i can only assume out of the billion possibilities in this life, but i wish you can have it all.

hoping to love you with nothing holding me back and no doubt forming in my head when i hold your hands or kiss you is the purest thing i can offer for us. hope is in all the bright places and for someone who’s been filled with darkness my whole life, i wish to find it in me in the hopes that you dont look away.

how does a love so gentle cause so much pain? the mere thought of your gestures changing and the distance between us is enough to make me trip on the track that i was sure to follow yet i pick myself up every time and willingly lead my way down the path that won’t ever give me a destination until i reach the view.

I find beauty in the mystery of you but fear it when it comes to us. i ask the universe to hold us gently and time to freeze at the exact moment i look in your eyes and see the clear signs that we will last forever.

im no stranger to being alone but for a moment or maybe an eternity, i want to be alone with you. i may not have faith in wishing upon the stars or asking the heavens above since logic always seeks to make an explanation for the most magical things yet here i am willing to trust in the most superstitious things to bring me closer to you. i kneel and ask selfishly that just this once may destiny connect our path on every stop we have through life.

i show you the worse parts of me not out of convenience or in hopes that you build me up again, i do it for your acceptance and reassurance that you have the purest form of me, that part in which no one stayed long enough to see let alone work through.

im willing to look selfish or cruel in those eyes if it means im the only thing they see, if it means they stare at me long enough to observe such trivial matters.