He asked me to write him a poem.
I thought it would be easy,
but it was as if I didn't know him.
I stared at a blank page for hours.
One word hit me hard,
and that word was flowers.
A dozen of them red.
And that is when I realized,
the words that could be said.
He came into my world.
I'm happy as can be, that of anyone,
I became his girl.
It's like my favorite song,
I will never stop replaying.
I could here it everyday, forever for so long.
He doesn't have an area that he could ever lack in..
Never seeming sparse.
He speaks to me with actions.
My mood is always good.
And this makes me happy to say,
saying, "I love you too."
Will always make my day.