You are nothing to me at first
But you treat me nicely.
I give you something
I can never take back
But it’s okay
Because it’s nice
And you are gentle.
Even when you are rough
Somehow your touches are still caresses.

God, do you look like a player
Maybe it’s a warning, but either way
You aren’t my type at all
And I make it known
But somehow you reel me in.
We get along quick
I’m weird, but you are most definitely weirder
And I love that part of you,
(At least I will
I just don’t know it yet).

I am fragile and weak.
You don’t leave me breathless.
It is not love at first sight.
But I do notice your dimples,
One on either side of your face
Dimples I’d come to know
Dimples that would be my biggest mistake.