It is funny
How some of the most beautiful things
To your own eyes
Can sometimes open your heart
To feelings you never knew
It is strange how
Such beauty isn't defined
By how it looks on the outside
But how your heart sees
Everything that lies inside
Such private perfection
Only you realize
That it becomes the only color
Graying the world around you
Because it is all you want to see
Falling in love
With one of the best friends
I could ever find
Was something that nearly broke me
Into something I never thought I'd be
And falling in love with her
Is the best thing to have ever happened to me
I remember it all
Every moment
Every touch
This past month
Could well be
The happiest days of my life
So far
Because she is with me
And
For as long as she loves me
I will love her the same
Always.
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Myself
Jacob-
December 1st
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In reality
A Scorpio
Aspiring Author
A true INFP
Poet
Counsellor
Dreamer
Philosopher
Tale Teller
December 1st
91/20
In reality
A Scorpio
Aspiring Author
A true INFP
Poet
Counsellor
Dreamer
Philosopher
Tale Teller
~~Loves~~
My Family
My Girl
My Mates
My books
Writing
Poetry
Meditation
Swimming
Archery
Stars
Rain
Myself
My Girl
My Mates
My books
Writing
Poetry
Meditation
Swimming
Archery
Stars
Rain
Myself
~~Values~~
Life
Love
Color
Earth
Sound
Power
Simplicity
Knowledge
Imagination
Forgiveness
The Universe
Understanding
People
Love
Color
Earth
Sound
Power
Simplicity
Knowledge
Imagination
Forgiveness
The Universe
Understanding
People
~~Hates~~
Constraint
Ignorance
Disrespect
Bright Lights
Crowds
Misconceptions
Despair
Poverty
Inferiority
Pity
Ignorance
Disrespect
Bright Lights
Crowds
Misconceptions
Despair
Poverty
Inferiority
Pity
~~Wants~
Many things.
Eventually, contentment.
Eventually, contentment.
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Stories?
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Books?
Pictures?
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