i’ve been thinking for weeks about what you mean to me.

racking my brain just to find a few words that describe how i feel.

it’s hard to say exactly what i like about you,

i hated you only a month ago.

i hated how you wore your hair,

the jokes you always made.

i hated how you talked to me,

the way you said my name.

but since that day, you’ve been stuck in my mind.

i can’t stop thinking about you,

and how i can make you mine.

i love the way you wear your hair,

i laugh at the jokes you make.

i love how you talk to me,

and the way you say my name.

i could spend hours just watching you exist,

the beautiful creature you are.

your eyes and your smile pull me in,

your charm and your wit keep me close.

i never want to let go of you,

but are you willing to hold on to me?