I don't know how to tell you just how happy you make me.
When I think of you, all I can feel is happy.
All my problems are gone, only a light feeling remains.
When we talk, I always feel like you value every word that comes out of my mouth.
That even if you didn't know, you would always take the time to listen.  
I find myself almost bashful as I catch your eyes, but hide it with a wink.
There's a gravity between us, a pull, a string, maybe even fate?
You feel like a sun in my life, and I a moon, glowing in your presence.
One night, I even thought of introducing you to my father.
By my side or miles away, whenever I think of you I think I could move mountains.
If any form of love exists, maybe this is it?
You make the pain, the hate, the anger, the suicide
You make that go away, instead replaced by light and happy.
I want to be that for you.
So maybe I do know how to tell you how happy you make me, maybe all I needed was the lightness to say it.