I stand outside in the middle of the night,
and with my unblinking eyes, I attempt to count the stars.
I want to capture every beautiful thing in this world before it’s too late.
A cool breeze passes over my body, sending shivers over my skin while
frosty fingers graze my face and caress my wild hair,
but I don’t mind.
I’m not cold.
My heart is on fire, the flames licking my skin and I just smile at the sheer simplicity
and beauty of it all.
I’m frozen in place with my eyes charmed by the stars.
So, this is what love feels like.
Today you gathered me in your arms and asked me how I felt at that exact moment.
I could not find the poetic words you deserved to hear.
But, the feeling, pulsing inside of me, making my heart beat loudly in my chest,
gave me little doubt as to my answer.
I stared into your waiting eyes, and with a quiet smile I told you,
“I’m happy."
Now, I look around at the place where I grew up,
at the world that I ignored with my deformed vision.
And unlike time and time before,
where I hung my head down
and watched my feet move rapidly over jagged stones,
which pierced through the soles of my shoes,
my sore feet just don’t feel like moving anymore.
I lift my head up high in order to capture every beautiful thing in this world
as I wait for you to come stand beside me.
And while you attempt to count the stars,
I smile quietly and feel the energy of my boldly beating heart.
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