There are some people
That make you fall in love with them
-that’s generally how the world works
Then there are others who
Make you fall in love with yourself
See now, that’s a quirk
One in seven hundred billion get to see
(infinitely better, get to be
lucky little clover that I am
You make me a better person just by being who you are. I don’t know how that’s even possible, but you make me believe, actually believe, that something good could be out there for me, for us, in the future.
How do I even thank you for that?
Love and light,