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The truth is you had me way before the first kiss from our first encounter I realized cupid's arrows had not missed
Pierced straight through past irrelevancies once again I outgrew
The words are seemingly hard to find when I'm confronted with the task to define you
Twenty six letters simply won't suffice to depict the feeling I get when I gaze into your eyes
There's more to us than a physical attraction in disguise although the human services agency will forever be imprinted as the day I realized  what you truly meant a beautiful girl that can make me weak in the knees with the simplest compliment a fucken hello is all it takes as I sit here and write I don't even mind the past mistakes the mismatched situations that led to constant contemplations behind closed drapes the days continue to progress its a natural reaction I can't help, but feel blessed the smile I posses when I'm around you is as genuine as my interest for what lies beneath your chest abstract yet so precise the feeling that only you can seem to arise is the inspiration to these lines an assortment of meaningless individual words, but when brought together I hope they bring you a bigger smile than the one you constantly observe on that greasers face the truth is I caught feelings back when I saw you take your first pace in my direction awestruck by your complexion I stuck around for the personality that continually brings me to my knees like a debilitating infection the reasons I continue to fall are growing like a cancerous disease you are the bees knees the bomb diggity plus infinity words can't come close to defining what I feel for you most to this day I'm without a clear grasp I carry an imprecise definition since birth its been an uphill battle in the past a four letter word that many release too fast questionable definitions is the reason I continually write verses in its dedication honestly speaking I have yet to understand true synchronization maybe one day i will if you lend me a hand from day one I let you know I wasn't the type to mislead you as we sat in the sand we conversated for hours playing twenty one questions devouring insight into eachothers life seemed to be the scheduled plan and so it began I can't picture exactly what the future holds I just hope your next to me when it shows.