I could spend hours trying to predict the next phrase of carefully strung together words that will fall from his tongue, as he sends me a text in the late am.
But after hours of pondering, that would do me no good.
His engaging and unforeseeable mind has a way of making me feel like a goddess every time.
I wish I could express to you the way his cheeks bunch up and his eyes light up when he laughs.
It's like someone's lighting a bonfire in his eyes, bright enough to burn down an entire forest.
I wish I could put into words the feeling he gives me by simply stringing together the letters of my name.
This boy is addictive and lingers in my mind even in my sleep.

And he isn't even aware of these powers he holds.