for the unexpected magic of you like a dream I never knew I had, come true for every moment, big and small that I felt I belonged, in your presence, that's all that it's about, someone like me, in the end like a valentine, childlike mind, drenched in hearts, to the sky, I send to you, you fucking beautiful soul the hours spent, talking, revealing, all the more that as different as we are, we are, uncommonly, the same I felt your fire, I soaked in your pain because that's what souls who connect, can do every thought you uttered somehow, reached right through all my walls and all my fears raised me to rapture, reduced me to tears that just when I believed, no more beauty, could be found you appeared, out of nowhere lifted the clouds, there, I found all my wrongs and all my rights, a reason for all those sleepless nights anxiety shaken, true living, forsaken somehow, something in you, so inspired me, awakened my want and hope and heart, to give, as if your energy, radioactive pulling me closer, and further apart at the seams, like a mystic, "your mark", your art of resonating truth, not in just what you say, but what you do being so kind, as if born not of this place or of this time forgive me, for the times it confused and rattled my mind brought out things that might've scared you away It's just my heart, so full, your song so I felt compelled, "please stay" the feeling like I, just want you around all the time, it's crazy, "not the norm", this drown in the wonder, and mystery and so strangely affecting, that's you like I'd give anything, for you to feel and believe me it's true not just words and not just lies those immeasurably haunting, sweet, fucking "gorgeous glow" eyes and all your moods and all your masks all the times you took my bullshit to task as I did you, and we worked through, two trainwrecks just trying to find our place in the sun, "shine through"... all the mundane and the attempts, etched, "in vain" all the days, that seemed, "kill me" "the same old, same old", the same but no day, ever with you, was a bore, and no love I gave, ever felt like a chore it felt like, I, the luckiest guy, In the world, to witness you before me, no one else, in this world at all, like you you mean so god damned much, but really its "blessed", that's why, filled, deep sadness, I'm touched that you're not here, and I'm not there and together we're not getting or going anywhere as, that's what I believe, I see it, shining, in you you're the kind, call it "fonzie like", "cool" just to do anything and nothing like we were kids in grade school so, no matter if you get it, or feel the same, understand I just need to thank you, stand up, be a man not caught up in whether you will stick around, our endeavor that's just what, my heart wants, of course, how could it not, let there be no regrets, or remorse I've said it all, and I'll say it again I love you, god damn it, be me a freak, or a friend be me whatever it is, and all apologies, my "overwhelm" it's not meant to harm, or invade, your space, charmed it's just that you matter so much, I'm disarmed so carry that with you, and I hope, like heaven, you return but if not, I thank you, for all you gave, in soul kind, I learned yes, there still, is a heaven on earth I felt it, pulsate, flow through me standing next to you, worth more than anything, more, than "priceless", can convey this sadness just means written, in my heart, is your name, and, yes, fucked forever, here and now, you, will somehow always remain bowen hart roselli 30 march 2020 ringwald love
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M❤️LLY
3/31/2020 06:35:13 pm
I so badly want this to be about me❤️ Whatever image you had in your mind as your wrote this is one special being in your eyes. So special
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sam
3/31/2020 08:23:57 pm
Powerful stuff Donnie!! I love it
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