Starstruck by your eye’s D
Ever since I have met you D, you always been kind and earnest. Sometimes too much that I’ll confuse it for attraction. I think of you often, trying to replay events and wanting to change some conversations to make myself seem better than what I am.
Since the party I haven’t been the same. I now associate you with the night sky, looking at the stars-eyed boy with blue undertones. A true art in front of my own eyes.
I look towards you and the world seems to stop. I describe others as light but with you, you are more than that. You are the stillness as the cold air and beautiful as Van Gogh paintings.
I wish I can paint you and claim you as mine. But how can I measure up to as darling as you, my Starry Night. I hope one day our future would align, for I have romanticized you into my mind.
D, if you ever read this then I’m sorry for ever putting you next to my painter self. But truly I was starstruck by your eyes, and it seems that you were too. I hope to keep stillness of your calming nights and your honest of life.
Sending with love and colors -J