Gravity.

Gravity means we weren't meant to fly away. A force keeps us grounded on where we are at. We jump up, we come back down. We rise, we fall. It's this tug at our hearts when we try to escape where we're meant to be. Why must it be so powerful? I now only tug just to see if it still has its same effect and it does. The more powerful it becomes, the weaker I grow trying to go against it. But only a few failed attempts later, I'm right back where I started.

You may push me away, but I shall apologize for my constant returns. Your gravity is the one to blame, but you're not too terrible to return to. This force is obviously created by your addictive aroma. When I do get disappointed, you too easily turn beautiful all over again. Your words have hooks, and they fly from your mouth and into my heart. I turn my eyes away for but a moment, then straight back at you they become.

I cry to understand what my heart's trying to tell me. Only the tears can explain its full explanation. Do you laugh at my torture? Am I the only one trying to understand this gravity? I'm searching deep and far to discover the puzzle we're in. All the while I'm growing to love you a lot more than I had imagined. Only because I never imagined it on our first day. I cannot stop what is happening, and I only wish we both woke up with a different situation.

My greatest and sincere apologies that I am incapable of fully grasping the honest truth with you. Each time I try I fail miserably upon the breaking of my heart. I'm too scared to stare into that door that I turn away all too quickly. It makes almost no sense at all to me and I wish I didn't have to understand. But I've promised to love you and nothing you can do will stop me. From your very eyes to the deepest part of your heart, I will love you. Even if you are never to ever return this commitment and faithfulness.

Your gravity is the best force I've ever walked into. Beside all the pain and sorrow that follows, every magnificent moment spent with your entire being truly makes up for it. The good overpowers the bad in far more ways than one. I cannot lie to you and pretend that this is not all true behind my eyes. You may very well read me like a book, granted I do not turn my gaze. Please understand with genuineness that I will not be walking away. I've decided I do not want to give up. Whether it takes one day, or a lifetime, I will be waiting for you. Because as long as I'm around in your life, I will always want to be that one person who loves you unconditionally. I cannot bear the thought of losing you to someone who was not challenged to love you like I have been. I cannot bear the thought of losing you to someone you made it easy for. And I cannot bear the thought of losing you to someone....who later realized they couldn't love you if you did not feel the same.

I desire a future with you always in it, and I'm willing to love you even if you do not desire the same with me.

I shall thank the power of gravity that I have not walked away from you.

His Smile.

She liked his smile. She tried complimenting him through his hand brushed back hair. The sun was practically set and the sky was a gray-blue. But he still shined to her while their eyes greeted each other and conversed. She playfully walked around him and he purposely stopped in his tracks when she was directly behind him. She knew he'd do it, but it shocked her anyway. They continued their walk with random laughter and awkward comments.

She knows he comes across to her in ways that aren't exactly true. It always looks the way it isn't when they're happy. It may be partially true, but perhaps its not her place to determine that until he proves she's wrong. But while she is around him, she forgets most of those facts that come to mind during his absence. She enjoys his company to its full extent. But when it's over, the cycle starts all over again.

When she causes his anger to appear, her heart cracks. Her immediate response is to reverse his feelings back to a better mood. Yet after all those moments go by and his eyes go back to smiling, they laugh over the tiff that happened. It is the part of their bond she values the most and too often forgets. The true forgiveness that should never leave their friendship. Maybe it plays the biggest role in what keeps them in each other's lives. Maybe it's one of the greatest reasons why they can still be happy.

At the end of the night she thanks him for all the things they did that day. He thanks her back and she slowly stalls her way out of his car. But the moment before she closes the door to head inside her house, she always remembers his smile. Walking away from that one special treasure she found, a part of her leaves with him. She often looks back to watch him drive away.

He is the diamond you do not want to lose, nor break. The item you find in a store that you cannot put down. He is the perfect decoration to her life, and to remove him from this spot is the very equaling to death. His eyes are windows to the most beautiful home. His touch is that split second of strength and comfort, and the effects of a burning flame. The love that remains in her lungs keeps her breathing, and she cannot stop. His presence is this magnetic force and her opposite end attracts. Everywhere he goes, she feels this tug. And the further he runs, the harder it pulls.

The chains that keep her here are hardly noticeable for him. He is not tied to her, but she is tied to him. No matter what he does, what he says, and where he goes, she loves him. In every situation, every argument, every painful word he might speak, she loves him. In every scream, every hit, every stab in her heart, she loves him. In every smile, every compliment, every gift, she loves him. There is nothing he can ever do to cause her to completely stop.

She liked his smile. Because it was directly at her.