I come here every day.

No matter if it’s raining,

No matter if it’s pouring.

Every morning it looks the same.

No matter who’s there,

No matter if they stare.

But…it’s different today?

It looked so unique and free.

I just wish it was me.

That’s until I realized…

That beautiful creature was you.

And from then my feelings only grew.

You were breathtaking.

Like a swan, you were graceful.

Like the rainbow, you were colorful.

You were like a sun.

Shiny and bright.

You were so full of light.

You were like the moon.

Just as enchanting.

And even more distracting.

You were like a dream.

Like an angel that fell.

My Beautiful Seashell.