Scribbled

Time moves quick,
Like I only blinked.
It's been eight months,
But it feels like the first month.

When I feel lost,
You've always been my north.
In my monochromatic life,
You've colored it with pastel.

I appreciate you listening,
Never get tired of me sharing.
You've been understanding,
Although it've been hard trying.

You allayed my insecurities,
Accepted my flaws and scratches.
Sometimes I'm too much to handle,
Yet you still stayed.

You might not be my ideal,
Still, you're the one I want.
You're the missing piece
In this incomplete puzzle game.

Those months with you,
Set my heart in pure bliss.
You're the cause of my euphoria,
Sending me in utopia.