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[imagua]

I want you to know that when you come home at three in the morning
and you're a terrible mess, I like these nights possibly the best.
Those teary eyes look like stars in the sky, I'd like to reach them.
Your muddy dress reminds me of spring time when we'd play in the April rain
and always end up in a lake somehow, somewhere, and not really care.

I want you to know that you're needed far more than you'll ever know,
like the air that I breath, your smile fuels me and I can't wake-up without seeing
your face, slightly crooked teeth from too many cigarettes - the smoke carrying
off your worries for just a moment in time. This coffee wont cut it.

I'd like to take your hand every morning and say this over and over until you understand
I need you, and no force in this universe could change the fact that your ways,
so perfectly imbalanced, remind me of a life filled with so much more to live
and it's not a sign of trouble but a sign of a future that I'd love to share with you.

I want you to know that when we make love, the world falls around us;
comes crashing down at a thousand miles per hour and I am helpless below it.
Every breath you breathe in to me is like a kiss from the furthest star
shooting down at me from some distant place bound to blow my mind
again and again, and I feel so blind in the end until I see you beside me.

I want you to know that you're beautiful
and all the marks on your body, every bump, wrinkle, and scar
are like lines in a book I refuse to put down because your words captivate me.
I can't step away until I've read each and every line on that paper flesh that lays before me

so wont you stay beside me just a little longer with me
I know I'm imperfect too but I can't see life without you.