A Long Time Coming

You're like a wish I hadn't known I'd made. You're the product of stars and dreams and divine intervention. A prayer never spoken but answered anyway.

You're lost continents, you're natural phenomenon, you're miracles and you're tedium mixed. There is no proper way to describe you, through rosy glasses half empty of love made liquid. You're things you never knew you needed until you had them wholly yours.


Until I met you, I didn't believe in stars. I didn't believe there could be beauty in the night sky, and I never bothered to look up. But the moment I met you, it's like a thousand light-bulbs flickered into life above me. And suddenly like light switches, I believed in stars, like I believed in you.