You give me butterflies
When you hold my hand
And play with my fingers like they're delicate and precious to you
When you play with my hair
And rest your head against mine
When you give me that look
Or tell me I'm beautiful
When its just us in your truck
We have the best conversations
When you try to tickle me
Or hug me around the waist
You mean everything to me
And no one gives me butterflies like you do.

Do you know that I find you adorable?
I often doubt that you do
I could stare at your eyes forever
Bursts of green, yellow, and blue
Our hands fit perfectly together
They're stuck like glue
I want to hold hands forever
I hope you do too
I love your hair
And your smile
You always hold me tight
Don't ever let me go
If we can make it one more night
You'll know I love you so

No matter how often you tell me I'm gorgeous
I feel fuzzy inside every time
My toes curl up in my shoes
Like caterpillars shy of the sun
My heart will beat faster and faster
An irregular beat of my wings
My face will scrunch up into a squint
As if the sun were in my eyes
My cheeks will flush red as my lipstick
Roses of warm color blossom on my skin
Somehow
Only you
Make me feel this way
So I cherish it when I do
Though I know I look awkward and stupid
My feelings won't hide
The way I do

Whenever you tell me a secret
You push my hair back
Nice and neat
I tease you about it
Cuz its strange
And its kind of our thing
When you dropped me off tonight
You told me you needed to tell me "a secret"
So you pushed back my hair
Leaned in close
The secret wasn't told
Instead it was asked
"Will you go out with me?"
I smiled a toothy grin
I motioned with a wave of my hand
To lean in close
I whispered to you
"Yes"
It was perfect
So uniquely us
And tonight was the night
My best friend
Became something so much more.

Don't tell me I'm lazy or foolish
I'm not doing the best that I can
I'm doing a hell of a lot better
Than the type of girl that I am
Self esteem lower than Mariana's trench
Daddy issues too many to count
Depressed, apathetic, and lonely
How these girls usually turn out
Don't remind me of what I should be
What I could be
I would be
I won't
I'll be the girl that takes all these problems
Takes the sad and the sullen and bad
I'll force it to be something beautiful
Make it art
And flavor
And sound.

You remind me of my favorite jasmine tea
When its cold you keep me warm
On the outside
But also inside
Like a warm fireplace in my fragile heart
When I'm sick you make me feel well
Healthy herbs like the strength of your love
Bits of tea leaves sift to the bottom of the cup
Makes the tea ***** but just as delicious
The aroma is sweet
Jasmine tea is my favorite thing
As you are
Sometimes I like to be alone
I'll ignore all my friends
But I'd never ignore you dear
And those moments where I draw, write, or watch TV
Those moments I share with no one but myself
I'd share with you
And a cup of jasmine tea
Because you're my favorite.