Sometimes I hate when you make biting comments

They leave a sting that burns months after

No amount of ice can soothe it

No amount of ignoring it can make it disappear

I loathe when you look at me as if I'm transparent

All that you can sense is a blank space

All you see is the color black

Which makes it so hard to admit that I love the way you love me

You say that you sometimes have to turn out the lights to truly see the beauty underneath

and the blank space is meant for us to find joyful memories to fill it with

You're not looking through me, you're looking at the real me

I love when you tell me that you only ever see me

It's what keeps us together months after

and kindles a firey passion that refuses to be put out

When the worst time of my life had fallen upon me

you use what strength you had left to pull me out

When tears threatened to spill

you were the vaccum that caught them before they could land

I believe that God broke the mold when he made you

and spent extra time sculpting you into my brightest star