Vincent

If you asked me what the name “Vincent” means to me, I would delve into deep detail to explain what its significance means to me. Maybe something like this: He is: admirable, intelligent, talented, ambitious, hardworking, passionate, kind, caring, appreciative, honest, considerate, strong, creative, observant, funny, silly, expressive, logical, emotional, and nerdy. Vincent truly reminds me of all the things I’ve found to love. He is the comfort of my bed right before I have things to attend. He is the music that I find myself dancing to in my head. He is the hot chocolate that I sip on a winter day. He is a star that lights up my way. He is the sun that shines ever so brightly, the gleam throughout the forest’s trees. Despite his touch being cold as though he’s tangled with the moon, he warms me up with that same touch and brings warmth to my cheeks. He is a beautiful, sunny day; providing warmth that only one in love can observe. I love Vincent more than life itself, an easy thing to state.