Metaphors of Love

You have become a part of me in a way that words and metaphors have not caught up to yet.
But if I had to bring it all into the simplest of terms,
so that those who've never felt the gentle caress of love could understand,
I'd have to say that you are fireflies on a hot July night
and I wait for each time you light up,
with a shock of electricity running through my veins everytime you do.
And I chase after the little glows thinking I can bottle up our love in a mason jar,
but knowing inside, it's too beautiful to keep locked up like that.

Our love is the result of finally realizing you can't expect things to be handed to you on a silver platter.
Sometimes you have to fight for what you want.
So we became soldiers overcoming obstacles like broken hearts, and misconceptions to bridge the distance between you and me.

And we became the epitomy of compromise as we surrendered petty differences in order to meet our common goal.

I was just a night sky without stars

until you came and made me glow.