Collection of honesty

The way you wake up next to me, The sun rays painted on your cheeks. Or if you've already woken up, and you're just watching me sleep. It's such a blessing to see you when I take my first peek Into another day as I feel your gentle kisses Wrapped into your arms, I turn weak. Yet so energized, when you smile at me I can almost memorize how mesmerized I am- each and every time. You're my favorite sight to a sun rise. Your every touch is a surprise. They say you'll find the joy of life, and I've found it in your eyes.

You're beautiful baby, Especially to me. You're everything I hoped for, everything I need. Now everything's not about me, not about you but about we. Didn't expect our closeness to come at this speed. You superseded to my heart and planted a seed. I didn't know how you got in I was half asleep, So defeated by love, I didn't care too much to believe.  What I like about you is that you don't see, The goodness I see in you it's what attracts you to me. How around you I can be playful I can run free. In your arms, it's home there's no where else I'd rather be. How you wrap me around your body tight and protectively. I love how you love me so entirely willingly, unconditionally. How I can stare into your eyes and stare at them endlessly. How you play it coy with my compliments and take them uneasily. How we talk and open up about things so ceaselessly. How you get my weirdness how you accept it so impressively. How you don't ...

I tried to smile, like nothing's wrong. Talk like everything's perfect, Act like it's all a dream, And pretend nothing's hurting me. But in a space filled with faces, My eyes have always searched for you. And I will always look back on that dangerous night, When I gave all myself to you. Gazing into your azure shaded iris. Every day I hope those moments lasted longer. I wonder if I should cherish what we had, Or mourn about the abandoned morning. I can't tell if it's killing me or making me stronger. You always had a secret garden, The walls were very high... It's that feeling in my stomach, When I see that we're breaking, Witnessing butterflies die. That je ne sais quoi, Is not enough to keep us together, Yet ceases to stop the pain.  Spiteful words may hurt my feelings, But silence breaks my heart veins.The more I reflect, the less I see. The only option- let it be, Give it time. You'll go your way, I'll find mine.  ...