I don't know why
but you're perfect to me.
I think your eyes are a specialty.
I think your laugh is a wondrous thing.
I think that your smile is an invitation to proceed.
I think that you and I were meant to be.

But then I think,
am I right for you?
am I good enough?
I also wonder if,
I annoy you
or I you wish me gone.
My thoughts won't let me love
but my heart's on my sleeve.
I really just wish that you and I could be.

*-c.a.