Why
Are my notebooks continuously overflowing with love letters
All the words I always wanted to tell you
but the butterflies in my stomach often made blow away in the wind their wings made

Often never finding the periods to those sentences
Or sincerely's at the endings
but only empty hearted 'I love you's'
and reminders that you're the best

In other words saying
I adore you but my heart becomes paralyzed every time I try to introduce it to the thought of you
And for the next seasonal forever, you stand so high beyond, it's a challenge to grasp you
So many others want to have you
and I'm only a few teardrops away from letting my insecurities delete you
From letting them convince me , that a diamond will never step  down to a rock
No matter how much I claim to want you