Dear you, my love.

Dear you,

I may have written you a thousand letters and billions of poems but I still feel like I haven't told you enough.

But here's something that I wrote after you left with the remnants of your smile haunting my thoughts;

They say the moon needs the sun to reflect light onto it to be visible. You're my sun, and in the darkest part of the universe when I was cold and alone, you lit your light for me. You shined a light on all the parts of me, and taught me how to love them. You're the reflection of all the good in what's all bad. Your kisses are the raindrops on my skin, your touch is like delicate butterflies' wings, your scent is like a honeysuckle that I bury my face in.

You're the boy that I truly love, my first love.

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