Why is it that
whenever I
see you,
I feel like I
become bright
like the stars in
a non-polluted sky?
Like a diamond
in light?
Stars don’t really
twinkle,
the Earth’s gases
makes the view
different.
You think you make
me merely scintillate,
but you make me
so much
than you know.
I can be
brighter
than the sun.
Diamonds
don’t really
shine,
they reflect.
And you give me
all the light
that I need
to be as I am
today.
I can be
the most beautiful
treasure.
They see me
better
than I was before,
but I wouldn’t even be if it
weren’t for you.
For making me bright,
for making me light.
Airah Writes 