"Pretty".
Blurted my mind when I,
First laid my eyes on you.
The way you laugh,
The way you smile,
The way you stand there pretty.
Is this what I should uhh,
Really be saying about a guy?
I do not know..

But what I do know is that,
It tickles?
The way you call my name,
Oh so endearingly.
The way I am reflected,
In your eyes, only me.
The way you laugh so contagiously,
Over my dumbest of jokes.
It tickles.

And I wish, I knew then.
What started out as admiration,
Became something I fear most.
Because the moment,
My heart voluntarily beats for you,
Was the day I would lose,
A part of me forever.
The part of me that,
Refused to believe in love.

Started to believe,
In Loving Only You.