Dedicated to my one and only, Rebecca Lynn Jacobsen, on our anniversary of 6 months in love. I think this poem of Panic! at the Disco lyrics speaks for itself.

Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two,
Where summers lasted longer than we do,
And nothing really mattered except for me to be with you.

I was a fly trapped in a web, thinking that my spider was dead.
Lonely, lonely little life.
I kidded myself in thinking that everything was alright.

I was just hanging around when I fell in love and I didn't know how.
They said if I didn't let it out, it's gonna eat me away.
So, I admitted to seeing the sun in her eyes.
That girl had so much love.

Our life become a love story of the sun and the moon; you the sun and I the moon.
When the sun found the moon, she was drinking tea in a garden under the green umbrella trees.
When the moon found the sun, he looked like he was barely hanging on, but her eyes saved his life.

The moon said, "Would it be alright if we just sat and talked for a little while? If in exchange for your time I give you this smile?"
The sun said, "That's okay, as long as you can make a promise not to break my little heart or leave me all alone in the summer."
And so, the moon fell in love with the sun and the sky was golden.
Even in storms of fabled foreign tongues, tripping eyes, and flooded lungs, northern downpour sends it's love.

We were "friends" holding hands walking through the middle of the street.
We took our chance, took our shoes off and danced in the rain.
I'm not complaining that it's raining, I'm just saying that I'd like it a lot - more than you think - if the sun would come out and you sing with me.

I've been to Germany and to The United States, so many places that one might say I've seen it all,
But my favorite place is the warm embrace I feel when I'm around you.
Whether near or far, I am always yours.

I can't promise you that I'll stay and live forever.
At one point you may have to let me go.
If you love me, you'd do it.
I'm surprised I'm still here, while words stab like knives and leave scars etched into my wrist.

Who could love me? I thought then.
I'm out of my mind, throwing a line out to see if I can catch a dream.
Stay away from me, haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?

It's just lately it seems like everybody's sick, everybody's dying.
Built myself a wall of unhappy hearts and only my heart knows that my head is lying,
But my head is too loud for my heart to be heard.

I've got my heavy heart to hold me down.
Once it falls apart my head's in the clouds.

Just know that it's okay to let me know when the world gets too heavy.
I'll put it on my back; I'll be your levy.
I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
I'm your light, blinking at the end of the road.
Blink back to let me know.

I'll learn to remember to forget the way her tears tasted as her head thumped the beat of my lullaby.
I'll trade my mistakes for sheep and count you away before you sleep.
I'll be right there beside you, grazing your skin with the side of my hand.
I can save you if you hold the end of the rope.

When your chips are down and your drinks are all gone,
I'll still be here wishing and waiting for you to come home.
Kaleidoscope eyes, sparkle at the world.
My emerald city, downtown girl.
In the sickness of you, I'm just a white blood cell,
I'm fighting like hell for you.

I had a dream that you gave up on you and I gave up on me.
Well, love came along and said, "leave them be",
Because love is enough to put our enemies to sleep.

I mean every word I say tonight, Becca.
I will stay alive,
But only for you.

~ Logan
(25/8/15)