In a sky full of insecurities, where doubts abound,
You appeared like a beacon, with a love so profound,
With tender hands, you painted bright stars around my scars, igniting a celestial light.
In the darkness that veiled my weary heart,
You emerged as a beacon, a work of art.
Your tender hands, like brushes, took their place.
painting constellations with delicate grace.

You cleaned away the concerns that had taken their toll on my soul, like an ocean of love.
Like a gentle rain cleansing my soul's despair,
you washed away the doubts and the burdens I bear.
a sea of love where uncertainties are buried
My concerns were softly dispelled in its depths.
leaving love behind that can't be replaced.
You navigated through the tempests of my mind,
guiding me to shores of peace. You were so kind.

In this sky full of uncertainties, you were my star.
You led me home and erased all my scars.
You turned my flaws into a masterpiece—a testament of love that will never cease.
And in your embrace, I discovered a love beyond compare.
So let the constellations shine brightly above in the memory of a love so rare.
A testament to our bond, an eternal love:
You, my love, are the artist who set me free.
You drew stars around my scars, and you healed me.

© anshika