His name is August
His eyes, blue as crystals
His smile, lights up the corners of the darkest rooms
And when he looks at me I can't catch my breath
He does not believe me when I tell him he's amazing
He does not believe me when I tell him he's beautiful
He does not believe me when I tell him he's worth it
I catch myself staring
I catch him staring
Eye contact, an instant connection
Fear graces my heart, not knowing if this will last
I can not help but find comfort in his eyes
Happiness in his touch, it seems to seep into every crack I've created over the years
It's hard to think straight
It's hard to think at all
Words escape me, feelings are the only real voice
His name is August
And I am completely lost in him
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
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