You.

I'm not good with talking out loud,
I can never find the words.
Texting, email, messaging,
I fumble, stumble, and fall.
I over explain a lot of things,
My emotions try to hide.

Whenever I think of you though,
I get butterflies on the inside.
You know how to make me smile,
You've always made me laugh,
And when you're being your dorky self,
I can't help not looking back.

I write so many letters,
In cursive script I leave notes.
I admit things that I never would,
Only you know from what I wrote.
Cheesy things on paper,
Some things I'll never say.

You helped me through so much,
The tedious recovery process.
Even when I have my moods,
You still think of me so much.
I can't help, but say that I'm happy,
Another thing I can't thank you enough for.

We have our own affection,
Our own way to show our love.
You are the one I see my forever,
You're the one to pull me from the past.
You are the one that I love.
The one I never want to give back.