My eyes flutter open as the butterflies tickle me, and bring small giggles past my lips.
I daydream often of you.
I'm tired of the simplistic reasoning of.. "that's what fools in love do." I'm no fool, nor are you.
You are a stroke of brilliance, which summons depth, and color to my words.
You are the shiniest star in my sky, but it doesn't burn my eyes.
Tall, dark, and handsome is an understatement.
You're awesomely everything you're meant to be.. to me, and the rest of this clueless society will always be..
To blind to see.