Parker

so there’s this boy, And the way he laughs makes me smile, And the way he talks gives me butterflies, And everything about him makes me happy. His smile paints rays of sunshine all over his face, warm and soft enough to make a sunflower grow. he's the freckled boy that puts the stars in the sky but still motivates me to create my own stars. my love for him is multiplied by the number of stars, take it to infinites, the number of unknown planets and plus the wide of the universe. he's the kind of boy that poems are written about,

did you hear that? it was parker laughing