25.12.09
I think we share the same soul. When I see your face, my heart twirls inside the rattling cages of my ribs and chest. I'm also certain that fairy dust or something magical dispenses from your fingertips from time to time. I think when you have the hiccups you sound really cute.
I also believe that you're the reason why gardens flourish, and why crickets come out at night to conduct and orchestrate beautiful night time symphonies.
They want you to fall asleep so that they can watch your eyelids fall innocent and your arms wrap doubtlessly around your pillow.
(I wish I was your pillow).
And, well, if you weren't around, none of this would exist. My life would be pretty dull without you.