domingo, 27 de marzo de 2011

There's a tiny butterfly in my left wrist
which reminds the only thing that sets me free.
There's not a place in the world I'd like to be,
but with you next to me.


People talk about perfection as if it's all about beauty,
when truly it's about our insides.
There's not a thing you do I don't love,
& it's the add of every single thing about you that makes you so perfect.


All I see in the world is madness & people hurting each other,
as if they've never fell in love with one another.
& instead, you make me love you more & more each day.
You are pure perfection to my life.


Everytime my world is falling apart,
I remember of you & smile.
If there's a cold winter outside, 
I know your arms will keep me safe inside.


So, I'm sorry, but I've got no plans on letting you go.
I miss you whenever you leave,
& can't wait to meet your eyes again.
Because I'm deeply, truly & madly in love with you.

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