I want to know everything about you, your favorite color, your favorite song you hum to when you read a book. I want to sing you to sleep with sweet nothings and spoil you rotten.

 I want to show you the human in me that's far too curious for my liking. I want you to show me your scars that leave such solitude in your eyes, I want you to show me your flaws that's so beautiful I couldn't ask for more.

 My heart beats for you and you only, my smile stretched wide and eyes too bright it rivals the sun. I want to give you all of me, I want to fix myself into your hope, I want to water you till you grow, I want to shout how imperfectly perfect you are to the moon and stars. 

Let's have the Universe as my witness. I want to be bound to you forever. But maybe just maybe this moment isn't a dream, maybe just maybe my love is pure and not blind obsession as I've been told, maybe just maybe make it seem as if your eyes looked at me the same as the beginning. Maybe just maybe I broke myself into something beautiful for you. And maybe just maybe I am not just a tool for you to use.