Today I am feeling very…introspective? Perhaps that is the word for it…What ever this feeling is called, I wrote some stuff (I won’t insult poets everywhere by calling it a poem, although I don’t know what else to call it). Read it if you want, don’t if you don’t…just whatever you do, be nice…I only write stuff like this from a place of deep, real, emotion.


I want to know you.

I want to know your deepest fears.

I want to know what makes you insecure, and love those parts of you.

I want to know when you are happiest, and make that be all the time.

I want to be your safe place, your haven.

I want to show you all the beautiful in you.

I want to be your person.


I think you amaze me.

I think you are one of the smartest people I know.

I think about your smile all the time, and about kissing it too.

I think you make me laugh more than pretty much anyone else.

I think you are a little frustrating sometimes.

I think you are absolutely incredible.

I think you rock.


I know you’re scared.

I know you’ve been hurt before.

I know you feel something for me too, even if it’s not the same.

I know you won’t admit it to anyone but you’re lonely.

I know you deserve to be happy.

I know you understand me.

I know you crave love.


I want to hold you in my arms.

I want to take every hurt or sadness away.

I want to show you all the love you deserve, and more.

I want to make you laugh, every second of every day.

I want to understand what makes you you.

I want to hold your beautiful hand.

I want you.

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