“You have to understand, when I like someone, everything becomes way too intense way too fast.
You know the stars in his eyes, galaxies in his mind,
Tinkling laughter like chimes on a windy day,
Chocolate chip cookie smiles,
All of it.
All of it becomes way too real.
I can’t help but wonder this marvel that is sitting in front of me because of the successive generations of transfer of genes to create this human being.does he even know how perfectly imperfect he is?
Every freckle, every blemish, every imperfection, is so Goddamn perfect.
Does he even know?
and I realize he doesn’t.
Does he have have the slightest inkling now magnificently unique he is?
Humans truly are.
It’s time they realize it”