When I look at you I see a combination of every beautiful thing combined into a being. You are cosmic dust, so beautiful I can’t take my eyes off you. Each of your insecurities is my fantasy. The sound of your voice echoes through my soul sending static pulses through my veins. 

I love you. I do not mean I love you is not just a synonym for I am addicted to your laughter (even though I am) but as a declaration of the strongest feeling one can have for another sentimental being. I am intoxicated by your smile, drunk off your love, I never want to let you go.

I’m in love with you, every part.

With love,

Cerulean