His arms wrapped around me,
his lips, his eyes, his hair...
Everything about him amazes me
and I cannot help but stare.
The way his heartbeats,
his words, his mind…
I think a guy like this
is certainly hard to find.
What does he see in me?
I know what I see in him.
With him I can laugh and smile.
He makes a bad day less grim.
I tend to not open up to many.
He is different from all the rest.
He is someone who I can talk to.
Not one word can describe him best.
I feel that this poem is cheesy,
but what can I do? I fell for him.
Cheesiness is just a side effect.
I'm done fighting. I'm giving in.
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