sixteen days & counting.

<3 could you come home?


different note: a very special person wrote me a poem.. I dug it up (because I saved it on Word) and decided to share.

Vanity Fair – Gabe Downey

How are you feeling, Vanity Fair?
Dispatch your own smile to me.
Even though you seem weathered,
I'm more than convinced.
You're exactly the way you should be.

What are you seeing, Vanity Fair?
A shroud of brightness surrounds you.
An attempt to make sense,
of the world we inhabit.
Will never cease to astound you.

Where are you going, Vanity Fair?
Where are you needing to be?
Show me some adolescence,
I'll think you divine.
I hope, with my heart, you are free.

Who are you loving, Vanity Fair?
What can you feel from above?
You weren't wrong to assume,
That you are worth more.
For you are why, lovers love.

Your heartbeat is strong now, Vanity Fair.
Your heartbeat a song from the start.
But all the love in the world,
if our race was to be unfurled.
Wouldn't match the love in your heart.

I've yet to see the beauty of heaven.
In all its angelic despair.
But I'm sure I'd get a glimpse,
even for a short while.
If you'd give me a smile, Vanity Fair.