just like heaven

they often say beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
and it probably is.
but when you sit down and watch and listen to the world.
then you really do see the beauty.
and while doing this.
listen to yourself.
its nice.
and its not often you have the chance too.
sometimes i have so many thoughts.
my pen cant write fast enough.
the construction site i see in front of me
is every bit as beautiful as the flowers and plants to my right.
today i am truely in love.
with the world.
myself.
the birds.
him
and the smells, (even though im starving and it smells like chicken nuggets.)
while she brushes her teeth with his toothbrush
he has a shave.
she thinks to herself
whats romantic about this?
the way they gaze at each other
without the other one knowing of course
the way they laugh uncontrollably as she brushs her teeth
and newly applied eyeliner and mascara strains her pretty face.
but this time it is not because she is sad.
she is unbelievably happy.
hes gone now.
she misses him.
but cant help but smile at thoughts of them together.
just like heaven.
nothing makes you want to write his name next to yours more.
only a love heart seperating it.
but you dont.
you remember that your not 12 anymore.
to hell with it
remember how much fun it was being 12
you do it
lifes gonna be good from now on.
i can tell
but i think im in love