New.

You're still kinda new.


This love.


The view.


With my rose colored glasses,


I'm looking at you


in the prettiest light.


The most beautiful sight


that my near sighted eyes have


ever seen.


Still


I take them off sometimes.


So I can see you.


Really see you.


Want to see right through


to the deepest parts


of you.


Beyond the "you"


you show the world to.


Show me everything.


I want to know you


better,


know you best.


I want to learn you.


Everything there is to know.


To know


your mind,


your heart,


your secret thoughts.


Both light


and dark.


I want to know you.


In and out.


And I want you to know me.


All of me.


I want to show you


everything.


You're not alone.


I'm feeling everything


with you.


The way you feel for me,


I feel it all for you,


I feel it with you too.


And know


that I want you.


Know I want all of you.


The good, the bad.


Each broken part of you.


I want you.


And I crave you.


Every inch of you.


I need you.


Above me,


below me,


beside me,


behind me,


inside me.


The beauty.


This feeling.


It's new and familiar.


Exciting and comforting.


Freeing and binding.


This love,


this connection.


I'm flying.


You're tying me


down.


And


I'm tied to you now.


And


I don't mind that


at all.


Because I love you.


You're still kinda new.


But I love you.


The more that I learn,


the more that I know,


the more that you water me,


the more feelings


grow,


and the deeper in love,


for you,


the deeper


into us,


I fall.


And I know that it's real
 because the rose colored glasses


are off.