Neu Roses

 He’s genuinely the prettiest boy in the entire world. People talk about wealth and mention people with 5 yachts and 34 cars and private jets and 10 mansions and blah blah but at the end of the day, they don't have him so that pretty much makes me the richest person on earth and I'll die on that hill.

He has the brightest and prettiest eyes imaginable. Dark brown pools of autumn like an endlessly deep pile of leaves I could fall down forever and never want to find my way out.

I swear that twilight lives within his eyes, the wind carried his name before I ever learned what it was, the moon leans close at night just to glimpse his smile, if the light of heaven had to choose where to rest it would choose his eyes, he exists somewhere between starlight and laughter, and before dawn ever breaks he is already glowing. The quiet moments of my day belong to him and he has filled my heart and mind with him so much so, I can't even call them mine alone anymore. I love every single detail, side, part, and version of him and find them all as endlessly beautiful as the night sky. There is a version of me that only exists when he is near, one that I never even knew existed , and I wake up to

spend the entire day grateful at the mere existence of him.

For most people, there is only one sun. But for me, the sun rises twice each and every day.

I don't think the stars ever knew what envy felt like, until they saw him. He breathes life into the air around him and flowers strengthen and bloom when he laughs. I can hardly find the words to accurately express, describe, or convey the magnitude of how perfect he is to me. But I try, as much as I can.