You are definitely not my type
Except for the dark hair and dark eyes  
You're eyes, intimidating as hell
At the same time they show kindness flowing from a bottomless well
Taller than me, but not by much
You're not body builder built
Instead built with a teddy bear touch
You act aloof, uncaring, so confusing
Then you turn around and make me smile, find life amusing
You know when to tell me to pull myself up
You know when I just need your touch
You take in stride my analytical ways
You haven't left, so far you've stayed
You call me a saint and you the devil's advocate
And I swear the line wasn't erased, you took it and smashed it    
But no, you're not my type at all
So I wonder why it is that I have started to fall