I'll write you I love you cause I'm too scared to say it aloud.
Soft spoken, strong minded
Anxious, can't fight these butterflies
So fly, down to your shoelace
Rough hands, so beautiful.
Hands that tell stories.
The way your eyelashes flutter as you blink.
As we speak, melodies softly play
The thought of losing you,
I'd go insane.

I won't ask for much, but one thing I'll ask constant, don't leave.
Stay with no intentions on leaving
& if you do leave, leave with the intentions on returning again.