I cannot pinpoint the first time I saw you.
It was some time during band camp, with the
I looked over and I saw
And confident and
I can't help but
Wonder how it's possible I didn't
see you before.
Words wanted to fall off my tongue
and into your ears
But it was hard for me
to find the courage.
Days poured into weeks and the rain started.
It came out of nowhere, and
Pounded against every inch of us,
Melting my black mascara
Against my face.
You looked over at me,
and sent me words of encouragement--
despite the fact that I looked like a
Time kept passing, spilling into months
and I couldn't
Then a swipe and some coffee
Leading into blushes into whispers into
Whiskers against cheeks and then
Our lips collided and mine couldn't help but
Feel as if they had
found the place where they belonged.
and I find you sitting next to me
in the feint glow of my lamp,
with your head softly leaning back against the wall,
eyes the color of life,
Seeing me, looking into my own, and I
Realize in that moment that I
In between kisses and giggles and bruises,
you ask what my mind is thinking
but there's no way I could put thoughts
into sentences, to describe
Your beautiful soul or this feeling I have
stirring inside of me when
I see you.
I am slowly
learning--seeing--more and more. Seeing that
you're the type of man who will
wake up early just to drive his friend across the street,
The kind of man who always tips
even if he mostly serves himself,
The kind of man who
hangs onto age-old notes because of
who they are from,
The kind of man who wants to share his musical
passion with the rest of the world--to give back all the love that
Music has given him.
The kind of man who I am
lucky enough to