Memories of our first date still reside in my coat pocket. Tiny stars on my ******* remind me of how I waited for someone to make me feel like the sky was made so that we could lay together and name stars after each other. I'll always think of your laugh and how somehow you get it into your mind that I've done something cute and it makes me kind of incredibly happy in a silly giddy, seeing stars, get dizzy, smile stretching way kissing my hands my head and fingers you make me feel so comfortable being myself in the little while I have seen your kind face I have felt the most happy and the most wanted