Lovely.

Maybe it was the way you laughed because

you found it funny that I had never drank coffee,

and on an early Sunday morning I woke up to it's kiss

then yours.

Perhaps I discovered it in the way your teeth sparkled

when you smiled at me like I was Friday night football

and your team just won.

I'm not sure if it's the way your voice 

sent chills and goosebumps down my spine

or the fact that I can't picture myself alone anymore.

All I know,

is lately I haven't known much about anything. 

But somewhere in-between all the confusion,

I think I'll discover why my heart beats faster

when you look at me,

and is broken when you turn away.