I have tried infinite times, numerous amounts and have been countlessly unsuccessful to describe even the tiniest fraction of how I could possibly begin to feel about someone as magnificent as you.
I cannot articulate my feelings. I have come to this reasoning; the English language is far too inferior to consider my emotional state.
Words such as "remarkable" or "spectacular" could in no place qualify as synonyms for the way you smile at the stars; the inhabitants of the endless night sky, like they know all of your secrets. Words like "incomprehensible" and "stunning" could never begin to match the way the moonlight shines over your face, before you fall into an even more impeccable beauty of your slipping away into unconsciousness.
I cannot even find a way to start to describe the warmth of your eyes, although piercingly crisp in colour. I don't know how someone as unsatisfyingly normal as me could wander into the path of your life and be seen as something else entirely by someone as wonderful as you.
And then there is the feeling I get every time I lay my eyes on you. No words could describe the colours of the fireworks I see or the flutters of the tiny butterfly wings I feel knowing that with you, it's perfectly okay not to be perfect. My sentences could never describe how you hold me just tight enough; nor could a novel ever piece together the way your flaws gleam as perfections.
As I gaze helplessly into the far ends of the horizon, I realize that if I ever were to be separated from your loveliness, I would immediately lose interest in all other aspects of life;
because art truly is everything.
Life would be perplexingly pointless without living in merely the shadows of artworks as mesmerizing as what lay inside the frame around your soul.
I here fourth declare myself speechless to fathom your endless beauty into words.
I will always love you,
I will never let you go.
