if i was to propose to you i'd start by saying thank you. for believing me when i said you make my heart dance and the fact that you didn't ask for proof i'd probably say that days without you are years that i loved you before i did, it doesn't make sense i know I know you do not look like me but i feel like you are a reflection of me I know the future holds days that i will never see but can i spend now and then with you know that i'd die eventually but at least let me love you to my grave if i was propose to you i'd say thank you for cracking open my heart i would say that i am ready to love you through any type of metamorphosis. i'd follow you anywhere you go and pivot in different directions to learn some valuable lessons I'd tell you that i have a temper but it doesn't mean i have an agenda some days i may alienate you since my words may come out crazy and hurt before you say you love me too i'd ask you to Melt my iron fists into open palms, where psalms are engraved in desperation from all the lives I’ve never lived. Learn their blind stories like a braille bible and I swear to God I’ll give you something to believe in. you need to understand that i am a writer so sometimes i love with words and sometimes i love in ways i can't word Be patient with my words and how they only come out right on paper. Most of the time I’m just searching for the perfect simile for your smile. I know that i now sound daunting darling, but i am a crime scene that just needs to be investigated by someone like you a story that needs you to rewrite it into a masterpiece if i was to propose to you i'd tell you that my father gave me respect. my mother gave me magic and art and have been using both to love you. that there are good days and bad days and i miss you during every single one that i'd walk through the valley of the shadow of death just to pick your favourite flower look i understand that with you around my heartbeat may wake the neighbours but we can soundproof the walls i want the sound of your laughter to crack the sidewalks i know that just because i love you it doesn’t mean you feel loved by me and not that it's any of your business but i love you i just want my home and your home to be the same place, i want to forget what books are mine and what books are yours, i want us to dance in the garden and eat in the bedroom and make love in the kitchen you feel like moonlight above pressed lips. like a new language my tongue has not yet learned to form see i wanna wake up next to you and say good morning,i love your face because apparently is easier to talk to God when you are near an angel if i was to propose to you i'd ask you to love me beyond my i don't know what I'm doing days although you're no investigator but i hope you see as i (CSI) trust me darling, with the faith of a mustard seed, we can move mountains just promise me we won't everest...TBC