I put you on a pedestal, like a trophy to my heart
I, feel like finally have won something worthy of praise; something worth an applause.
Something so flattering, something so glorious, I
have truly never given another this sort of recognition.
I look at you in ways i’ve never perceived, i have gotten used to turning my head for a double take, because your gleam shimmers, and then you blink, and all i can see is your passion woven through your eye lashes and your striking intensity.
Nothing makes me rattle more than that.
I try to juggle your slight shrugs away, but you do these things to keep people on their toes. You are sincere and also extremely real and the comfort you gain from being alone is substantial and also truly immaculate.
Some may have smothered you too much, so you threw them down because you felt as if you were being suffocated.
I, never want to suffocate you, nor drive you to the point where you begin to feel that way.
But god, do i love to smother you.
I see a pure, upright, but also an entirely flawed women in the making.
You are sporadic, but very organized.
You move quickly, but you are a fast learner.
You are forgetful, towards things others may classify as important, but you remember every detail of any given moment you choose.
You are complex, although you where your emotions on your cheeks.
You are quick-witted and very to the point; or you are shy and you have difficulties expressing how you feel.
I love you for every reason you do not love yourself.
I love you no matter where i am. I love you for being complicated. I love you for all of the ways you are expressive, and spunky, and elaborate. You, on your own, are a mixture; a compound, that has overthrown my soul. My spirit. And my mind.
I love you with every force existing in my body.
And i promise you that.