Looking at you reminded me of everything sweet. It was like walking into a candy store but everything was named after you. I had a feeling that the store would give me a stomach ache but I’m pretty sure those are actually butterflies instead. I never would admit that I see you in my dreams and wake up wishing we lived in a movie so I could rewind one more time. Your eyes make me forget how much I loved the stars because you outshine them any day of the week. My name flows out of your mouth so lovely, like you were made to say it. There is an empty space in my bed that would fit you perfectly. I can almost see you laying there already, head back mid laugh, love has never looked so good. Cursive handwriting makes anything look more romantic, that’s what you told me last time. I think of you in pretty words and postage stamps and love letters sent in July.