Isn't It Beautiful

Isn’t it beautiful?

I still remember the moment I met you,

That took away all my blues.

Your smile has something else,

I let it all in, your little spells.

Isn’t it beautiful?

That every time we talk feels like the first time,

Even thought of losing you chills run down my spine.

When I got a reply from you, of my text,

That instance, grey’s gone, excited for what’s next.

Isn’t it beautiful?

That as we talked, I learned, you like me as me,

You taught me, as for me I can grow into a fruitful tree.

No one ever treated this lad, like you did,

I hope, this would go on forever without a bid.

Isn’t it beautiful?

That your single text would make my day,

And there is nothing more I could ask for my pay.

You are far away, still, your warmth is around me,

With you, while walking down the road, I don’t even have to see.

Isn’t it beautiful?

That, you add colors to my faded day,

I know, I must embrace it without any ‘say’.

I could look at you for hours without a blink,

And I have no other thought to think.

Isn’t it beautiful?

That, you by my side, I can kick any hell approaching by,

Just be there, because I believe limit’s the sky.

Thank you for being there, when I need,

You were always there to stop my bleed.