honeymoon beneath shining stars

I am scared if I open up fully,
I will need things you cannot give me.

I am scared if I let you in completely,
I am going to search for things that aren’t there.

If I open up, I am scared everything will matter to me,
that I care about everything, too much, and I want you too much,
fall more in love with you, than you with me
and it is going to shatter me then, when you leave- if you leave.

For so long,
hearing you, saying you miss me,
I could barely say I am glad when you are back.

Love with the right people is like a tree,
it can grow for decades.

Although ups and downs are usual,
we seem to live through an up or steady phase.

With you, I don’t care about tomorrow,
while time with you stops,
it is just hour by hour,
and day by day.

And then I wanted you to be my forever constant.

Your patience gave me strength,
and was the best thing
that could have happened to me back then.

Your honest laughters mean the world to me
and I love to create them, even the slightest smile.

I love everything you were
everything you are,
and everything you will be.
Because it all causes the version of you,
which is with me now.