I don't know how to paint the picture from my head into words. You've left this poet speechless. You're always on my mind. I wonder what you're doing and if you're thinking of me. Would you be jealous if someone else showed interest in me? All these wild and fairytale like thoughts. Twisting and turning in my mind. I truly wish I could make you mine. I'd shower you with all my love and never make you doubt your own worth. I'm a hopeless romantic and maybe that's why I'm a poet. All these cheesy love poems have affected me. My brain keeps going fuzzy and I've got butterflies in my tummy.
