The last post I made reminded me of something else. I wrote this about someone. Try and guess who.
:heart2:His hair is as soft and beautiful as the feathers of the angels who made him
His eyes glisten like the sun as it peaks through the dawn and illuminates into my window each day I wake, and it’s thanks to him I muster the strength to leave my bed and carry on.
Each breath he takes invigorates the atmosphere and brings love in purest form into the universe.
His smile illuminates and uplifts the world, causing whole-hearted peace, if only for a moment.
His voice is as gentle and beautiful as a spring shower, with every drop embedding in the skin and making it just as gentle.
His laugh is a symphony of eternal bliss, and every note plucks at the strings of my heart.
I hope that when he goes to sleep at night, he realizes how extraordinary and spectacular he is. I hope he knows that his dreams could easily be reality, and that his dreams are shared by many. I hope he looks at all he’s done thus far…and he’s happy. Happy for all he’s accomplished, and eager to go further.
He’ll never know I exist, but that’s fine with me. I don’t need him to know I exist; I need him to know that someone who wants the best for him exists. He’ll someday take some girl and bestow upon her bliss from the likes in which words could never describe, and I hope she cherishes every second of it.
He’ll never know I exist…so I guess this will remain my Secret.
