You’re the moon that's plastered against my night sky.
You’re the Angel whose Northern Star I follow for guidance. 
Your presence is Cosmic and inspirin'. 
Let me praise your every inch and help you reach all the dreams that are packed behind your eyelids.
I’m happy that the love I have for you survived all this extra mileage. 
Let me love you back to whole and praise your soul my queen/your highness. 
I pray your healing to comes from the golden streets where the most high lives. 
You’re the best slice of the warmest apple pie and
I love you. I love you. i love you. I’d say i do a million times miss.

~The Fewture.