i wish i had more beautiful things to say my mind is full of beautiful things to say everything seems so much nicer than it did yesterday and i don't deny that you've had a part to play in this rosy tinted glow but I've got no proof to show because i cannot get the words out you understand what i'm on about my poetry feels lackluster compared to yours, it's difficult to comprehend how someone can write so wonderfully and speak so wonderfully and be, so wonderfully, my puffy eyes and running nose are the antithesis of composed and yet everything is so much nicer than it was last week, in this hour in this second beauty beckoned itself unto me through you, sitting on a swing set at sunset showing me your favorite songs and one's that reminded you of me i was yours entirely in that moment looking at the stars that i rarely get to see and you kissed me so carefully i thought you were scared you asked me if this was okay if i was...