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my universe.

for you are my stars and my sun, my everything in this world.

you make me happy when i am sad and you make me feel safe when i am scared.

you are the best thing about my life that makes it worth living. any moment with you is worth everything.

you’re my safe place and my home, forever destined to be by my side.

i love you, my universe.

a loud ache resting in your chest,

thump, thump and it’ll never truly go away,

the ache can be numbed by experience,

the good will give a reprieve from the ache,

the bad will worsen it tenfold,

thump, thump, THUMP.

for you are my safe haven in a storm, a beacon of light and hope.

you are more important than anything else to me, you are my home.

for you are my light, shining bright even in my darkness.

we are asked as children what we want to be, who we want to be. but we are never truly given the option to find out.

with you, i can be the dork who's in love with anything superhero.

with you, i can be the darkened soul who doesn’t like anything.

for you are my everything in the darkness, the star in the sky when i can’t sleep.

for you are the one who doesnt expect me to know who i am. all you ask for is a friend.

you are the light in the darkness, unexceptive and eternally bright to me.

you ask for my heart and i say it is already yours.

part of one whole, two mixed parts.

the sun and the moon, together yet apart.

a lot of analogies could be told but; always it will always end with one with the other.

red and blue, slytherin and ravenclaw. mirrored parts with only torn out spots.

part of one whole, two mixed parts.

best friends, rain or shine.

best friends, the moon and sun.

best friends, together.

storm ridden paths bought one to the other, journeys survived in the past and together.

part of one whole.

i was told love was roses and soft smiles, you have to be perfect for them.

i was always told if you're not perfect, then you'll be alone.but love isn't that. love is like the world of a storm, peaceful with a chaotic undertone.their the person who you could live without, but choose not too, because it would hurt too much.their the person who long as their happy, than you'll be happy too.their the person sitting beside you in the jail cell, your crazy adventures are with them.their the person who you would move heaven and earth for and they'd do the same for you.their the person you think of for any sappy love song or romcom.love isn't perfect, their not perfect. but you accept the flaws with ease and happiness.because you'd rather have them by your side than anyone else in this world.

fingerprints on my wrists, darken circles under my eyes. feels like i'm drowning, but it continues and i breath. the bruises won't fade but now you're gone. a broken memory in a broken mind.

you are my yesterday and you are my tomorrow.you are my always and forever.you are my world and you are my life.you are a piece of me and you always will be.you are my present and my future.

once was a child who watched the stars fall every night, it was the normal.the child's hope didn't grow, it dimmed and it dimmed as life went on.the child grew and became a teen, they met someone. they were struggling for breath, but they pushed through.for the first time, a person made them smile. not with malicious intent, just smile for existence.the person made that darken hope raise, a hope for a better future.a future where their hands will join and long as their with the other, they'll be okay.a team, a partnership. a want to grow and a hope to live for once.

people were told that they were split in two pieces. two parts, two halfs of everything. whoever had the rest was your soulmate. well, i believe you to be your soulmate for, you have my heart, my life, my everything. you are my world and my universe, so therefore you are my soulmate.

they always told me home was supposed to be where you feel safe and sound.but what if that isn't a building?

but a person.the person whose mere existence makes you feel better, live better.that person is your world, your home, your everything.and that's okay, because, not everyone's home is an actual place.

sometimes it's just a person, the one who makes you glad to exist.

i am bitterness and tied into a forced smile of anger. i am sadness and pain dripped into soft words lulled to protect. i feel like i can no longer breath but i hold my head high. i am broken into a pieces, edges cut to touch. i am tired, but i smile and i keep smiling.

life is said to be made of choices, the good and the bad.

but i don't believe that. at least not fully,

i believe fate and destiny play their hand in your life. they make sure you meet who you're suppose to and leave when it's time.

because i can't believe i found you on my own, one made of light and stardust. an enigma wrapped in a body, beautiful and tragic all at once.

fate must have said, you are needed and therefore you came. destiny must have noticed, our souls entwined together as one. for you are a missing part of me, rather meant as love or hate.

you are needed and i am needed for each other, the fates have decided. therefore, i believe that fate and destiny brought you to me. rather it to be my best friend, my lover, or my enemy. you are something to me.

you said tears are only for death. but does loss of innocence count? or is that too much of a foreign concept for you to care? because you took mine from me. the innocence, that spark of excitement and wonder. but i shouldn't mourn it? because you have a painted version of everything in your head and you think tears are for the weak. maybe i am weak for mourning something never seen. but at least i am not you.

she's got a bitter kind of kindness. her soul is torn and barely sewed together. but her smile is wide, for she knows to show kindness. as she's been the one lost in a storm, without it. they say survive your life, but what's the point if it's cruel intentions and harmful words? live life with kindness and keep a smile, for someone, one day might need it.

You wake up and you hear the yelling. Not new, not old, just the same old ticking time bomb. Smiles plastered to your face as commands are barked. It isn't just a one time thing anymore, it's what life has become. You know how to survive it, smile and repeat. You knew a long time ago nobody was coming to whisk you off your feet. But life's gotten easier to survive, it's easier now. The same thing you were doing at ten now is just a murmur. You've quickly learned how to be good and bad, how to survive in life. Prince Charming isn't coming and you've accepted that. So you've picked up his sword and become your own goddamn hero.

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