It’s either I’m bonkers or you just started to talk to me.
And maybe, just maybe, it’s both.
Your deep voice and your impeccable smile raged against fire, and I became so dumbstruck with your incantation and that was the moment you saw in my eyes the awe that you casted upon me which I tried to express by dancing, but baby,
You have always been my music.
Every scar that circulates your soul are what makes you so haunting and captivating; you are so like the waves of the ocean.
And the ocean covers most of the world.
You are flawed and reckless and riveting.
You are not only beautiful,
You are art.
October 23, 2014
7:56pm x m.m.