My Personal Sunset

If we're being honest
 I'm obsessed with the sky
 When I look at sunsets I wonder how satisfied God must feel after painting them
 And When I think about God I think about how everything in our world functions as half to a whole
 Through days and nights or men and women
 I wonder if God split itself into a million halves just to refind itself again
 So When I think about refinding ones self
 I think about the day I found you
 The half to my whole, skin like gold
 You smile when I tell you there are no sunsets that could take my gaze off you
 My personal sunset
 I have been told I have a tendency to love hard
 So I'll try to love you gently
 I'll wait for you to find yourself on days when mirrors don't reflect familiar faces
 I'll be peace
 The kind you can rest your head knowing I'll still be here in the morning
 I'll be careful
 Because I know the past hasn't treated you as well as our future will
 If I'm being honest
 I always find myself trying to find myself
 I'm not confident every day
 So I hope it means more when I confidently say I love you
 I struggle with insecurities
 I won't project this onto you
 I will not make it your duty to show me
 How to love myself
 I only ask that you love me in the way you do
 Honestly
 I'm obsessed with the sky
 But I look at you and wonder how satisfied God must feel
 Having painted something more beautiful than sunsets