Before you,
I never sung in the shower or swayed my hips to my favorite songs.
I never knew what waking up with my lips curved felt like.
You turn my thoughts into something that resembles a Salvador Dali painting and my words into a flustering bustle of syllables.

Before you,
Everything seemed like a balancing tight rope act that I always seemed to fail and fall.
I kept thinking about you being betrayed by those before me and I will never understand
because nobody could ever compare to you.
And I still remember the first night I talked to you and I promised myself I would never let you go
even if everything fades or ends abruptly,
I will still have you forever on my paper in my favorite poems.
The human heart is a very tricky thing and the past has proven that most things aren't easy
but, you come so naturally. Every word I write about you flows out so easily despite the fact I will only ever always barely touch the surface when it comes to how magnificent you are. I will forever try to expand my vocabulary in search of the correct words to describe you.

Before you,
my notebook pages filled up to the brim with skeletons from my closet and ghosts from my past but they have since been replaced with embarrassing doodled hearts and words that no longer leave me preoccupied with loneliness.

There were so many before you,
some I only glanced at in crowded rooms and some I tightly held hands with,
but none of them look like you do in a crowded room
and none of their hands felt like yours
and they never will.