I was crowded by the beggars

One of them said," Lovers are the melancholic beggars".

with your hands You
hung the stars in the sky
and know them all by name.
You put the sun and moon
in their places and
with your hands You
made the roaring seas
and majestic mountains
and those same hands that
hung the stars and
placed the sun and moon and
made the seas and mountains
made this heart.

I choose you.
You and your stupid mood swings
your ridiculous hair
your awkward smile.

I choose you.
You and your crumpled shirts
your genuine laugh
your twinkling eyes.

I  choose you.
You and your smug face
your long fingers
your bruised knees.

I choose you.
You and your strange mind
your lame jokes
your uncanny ability to **** me off.

I choose you.
I have always chosen you.
I will always choose you.
Nothing will ever change that.
You will always be my choice.
*Even when I am not yours anymore.

I like how you make me laugh
and like the way you smile
I like it when you're around
It's bearable when you're there
And when I see sunsets I think of you
Because it makes me feel some type of way just like how you give me feels
When I look up at the night sky to see the stars it reminds me of that twinkle in your eyes
I can't lie you give me butterflies whenever I see you around
I like the comfortable silences we have & you not minding me not talking most of the time
I like the way you tell stories & hearing everything that you've been through
I just really like it when you're around
Because everything's better and nicer and I feel much safer
I like it when you talk about your favourite things & things you're passionate about
I like the way you gaze at me & I know that I don't have to impress you because you accept me for who I am
I like the moments when we're together & the funny bizarre things we'd do & talk about
I like how you talk about life & how it's all about perspective
I like your mentality & how you put words into a sentimental advice

I don't like it when you aren't there
Because it seems like my world would fall apart & really start to miss you
I don't like the thought of you leaving ever, it just brings a tear to my heart & I know I'll be missing you
I don't like the thought of never speaking to you ever again because life would be a bore without me hearing your voice
I don't like the thought of not seeing you
I don't like it when you're sad because someone amazing as you deserve happiness
I don't like it when you say "I'm no good for you" because you don't get to be the judge of that

These are things I can never seem to utter out of my mouth because I'm scare I'll scare you away & I probably will & it might also sound too cheesy
But that's what I think and every part of it is true
For my feelings are real & I just hope that you know that
I appreciate all the things you've done for me & I just want you to know how much I care

you were one's most favorite poem which one could never have the heart to bring to words ---

not anymore.

Flowers, we both cried,
Because tears were not enough,
Petals cup the rain.

I am lost.
Yet,
Something is telling me you are just like me.
Maybe
We were put in the darkness
To find each other.

Some nights,
I just feel so small...
And I don't know
what to do
with myself.

I don't know whether or not
I should laugh
         or have a really good cry.

I feel like a gray area
trapped in such
a beautifully colored world.