And There You Are

Amazingly gorgeous.
Incredibly kind.
Witty and funny
And such a straight spine.

A conviction you don’t exert
And still you make me see it
I wonder sometimes
If your beauty is something intuit?

Because there’s no denying the way you look
So captivating and so amazingly amazing
And when you turn yourself around
I’ll be left here ; gazing.


I’m pretty sure that you know exactly how gorgeous you are.
I’m also fairly certain that you don’t rely on that to be the you who you are.

I crush on you like a little school boy almost anytime you post.

Funny side note…
I don’t think you ever read anything I post and I’m almost certain you’ll never even notice this.

But if you ever do see it, just know that my crush on you is basically admiration.
Admiration that sometimes I twist into a fantastical version of what life might have been given different circumstances, places and lives.

Mostly, I just think you’re cool and awesome and that you’ve found a way in the world that isn’t defined by how amazingly gorgeous you are on the outside.

Your insides have always interested me more even back in the day when you didn’t share whole images of yourself.

But even then…,
You just always seemed so genuine and true.

It’s nice to see you bloom the way you have and are.

You’re so fucking dreamy…

Yeah…, you’re my crush.
But seriously, my crush on you is just a thing I kinda keep in the back pocket of my mind.
Nothing that will overwhelm me or that you need to worry about.

I’m so glad you’re where you’re at and not where you were years ago.

Peace, Gorgeous