𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 [ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑 ]

𝐻𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑌𝑜𝑢

I puked at love- not until I found myself watching you peacefully sleep, rereading your messages all over again, smiling with the thoughts of you and you, becoming the stars, moon, sun, water and air to my poetry, you, becoming my entire universe and I, giving you all the 3 am letters that I hid under my bed for so long.

Love shouldn't be puked at; it should be treasured for it will open the hidden doors in you that you never knew you had.

My love, thank you for opening those hidden doors.