I don't write love poems,
It's just not something I do.
Maybe that's because
I've never been in love.
That is, until I met you.

You monopolize my limbic system,
Leaving me to limbo under my emotions.
Look, you know I had to include some **** like that.
Don't laugh at me, you loveable *******.

I'm staring at the notepad app
On my phone,
Trying to think of how to say what's on my heart.
I type a few words, then I stop,
And realize that I don't know where to start.

Lips sealed shut,
Unable to speak -
I'm a frazzled mess;
An energizer bunny of stress,
With electrifying panic.
For a moment I forgot how to breathe:
Giving my brain some oxygen
May help a little.

"I don't know if you feel the same,
But I wanted to check and see."
I wanted to say so, so much more.
Like how your voice is the most enrapturing melody I've ever heard,
Or how rewarding your laugh is,
Or how intricate the stories you tell are,
Or how you say the most amazing things,
Or how you can make me laugh harder than anyone else can,
Or how you're the most loving person I know,
Or how vivid and lively your writing is,
Or how-


... That's gushy, I know.
I'm not very good at this.
I've never felt like this before.
Sure, I've stood longingly in others' shadows,
Feeling some kind of connection -
A string of fate.
I couldn't ever quite figure out though
If that string was tied to my heart or my prefrontal cortex.

But this is different:
It's not the same,
Not the same.
While it's hard to admit sometimes,
I think I kind of like it.

I'm torn between
The comfort
Of your waist
And the warmth
Of your cheek

As the Earth rotates along it’s axis at a million
Million miles an hour, no one on Earth can feel the speed.
Yet while everyone shuffles past us, I’m moving at a
Billion trillion miles an hour and I love every moment.

At a time devoid of laughter, you make my sides just rip apart,
And you’ve put your hands upon and warmed my cold and frosty heart.
Your voice, I wish, it could be played in my head again and again
But it can’t, so I’ll just wait ‘til I call you again.
I need you to kiss me, because my lips hurt from falling
Head over heels.
All these feels, ****, all these feels.
Tell me, baby, is this really real?
I don’t have much time left and I just can’t sit by and let
Life pass me by, so then why when a long-lost love comes around
Do I sit here and try to convince myself just
To tell her.
**** man, don’t just try and compel her.
Don’t impress or act fake, don’t be something you’re not,
Ask “What Would Will Do?” and then give it a shot,
So I tell her that I have longed for her kiss and her
Hands interlocked within mine makes me grin
Like a *******, a fool, but I don’t care because
She is mine.
She is fine.
Now I put my heart out on the line.
Here I go, no tip-toes, I run straight, don’t look back,
The pulse in my chest feels like a heart attack,
But I calm down and smile when I realize it’s just
How she makes me feel.
My heart and my brain, now on the same page
For the first time, yes, it’s a shock.
People always gave me compliments and told me I was funny,
But I never thought that it would be enough to please you, honey,
So I walked away and sighed and didn’t want to go,
And so now, the water’s won’t be tested with a toe.
I’m diving headfirst, into picnics and dates and
Candy cane kisses at way-past-too-late,
And coffee breath pillow talk, but we just don’t care…
God, do I wish I could just smell her hair.

Of all the inhabitants of this small world,
I just can’t believe that I found you.
Got so lucky to just stick around you.
Music’s our blood and the roads are sheet music
So let’s write our own silly love song.
With your smile, I simply can’t go wrong.
Can we dance in gazebos and see that, these, and then those,
And whatever may come in between.

On top of the world, Titanic-sized love,
Except we don’t hit icebergs, we climb them.