Have you ever met someone, and it took a while for you to really see their beauty?
Everyone has layers. Pieces of them that you have to pull back to expose their beauty. Everyone has walls you need to tear down.
Crystallized universes are held in each petal. Drowned in passion and thoughts as deep as canyons, echoing opinions and beliefs through the lips.
Some petals upturned to the north, others drooped down towards the south. And you wonder what made them this way.
A true rose among thorns. The only soft thing in this cruel, hardened world. Someone who, when in your presence, makes you feel like you're on cloud nine, even if it's a clear day.
A personification of new beginnings.
Someone who helps you to open up and bloom, to embrace closed doors and adversity because they eventually lead to open opportunities. Someone who realizes that you are still trying to figure things out but there are some things you have gotten down. Someone who keeps you grounded with all the other roses but also encourages you and tells you the sky is the limit.
Lost and found is a lovely place to be. You’ve never been so confused in your life, wondering if the grass really is greener on the other side, but somehow, you find yourself more than you ever did in this person.
The hands of the clock are welcomed because forever wouldn't be a long time if you spent it with that someone by your side.
There is love inside each one of us, but it is often guarded by barb wired fence looped in insecurity and hopelessness and doubt. Outlined in yellow police tape, daring someone to come into the scene.
Have you met your rose in the sky?
