Hey You.

When I look into your eyes I see how curious you are. I see how much you care and how much pain you are in. I see your actions, your thoughts, your truths. I hear your words, your heart, your mind, your beautiful soul. I only wish I knew. I'm sitting here ripping my hair out and my mind is starting to crack. I told you you're a piece of art. One look, one touch, one taste, just one thought and my head spins. I can't remember anything else when I'm around you, so stay. One day maybe we will figure out what this means, but as for now we will just live our lives and be lucky we have each other. Lucky we have something not many people our age have; something real.