When I first met you, my breath caught in my throat. I thought you to be one of the kindest and most talented people I have gotten the pleasure of knowing. We talked, however brief it was, and it just made me want to know you all the more.
The life in your voice was so passionate, was so astounding that it made me want to know you. And I did. For months I did.
And now, I see you and my smile is instant. My heart pounds so hard and I find it difficult to speak. My palms get sweaty, my hands are shaky, and I can't get my eyes off you. I find you so beautiful, stunning, a mirage that I feel will disappear if I look away. Everything about you I adore. The way you smile, the way you get that smirk, the way you move makes me adore you all the more. I've never felt this before, or at least not in a while. And it excites me because you make me feel this way. You make me smile and laugh.
And I'm so scared because I worry that you won't feel the same in return. And every time I see you, I want to tell you all this, ask if you feel the same, but my lack of confidence is what gets the best of me. But I can't help but feel the way I do because you are everything I want and everything I love.
I want your love. I want to wake up to your smile.
I want you.