It would be easy to say you're like the others who came and went. It would be easy to complain you're gonna leave and I'll be there, crying, writing, cursing your name but I know you won't. You're the best thing that's ever happened, you're a mystery I can't solve and I don't. I don't understand how you came but it doesn't matter. You baffle me, you shock me, your words are poetry and your soul is a wonder I cannot stop admiring. How do you do it, why me, "what is this I'm feeling" as they say? I couldn't care less, I've wanting this for too long to crush it with questions cause I'm scared inside but we both are...right? I know myself and having you in my life means I don't get to let you go, I don't get to watch you suffer like they did, that I can promise. Never mind the pain, the bad habits, I have too much energy in me to dry a billion tears and your wounds are temporary. I might not say it enough and I apologize but you mean a lot and it's a surprise I ever felt like not telling you. You were there in my mind, in my heart and I had no clue.