You

....it's something that makes me shy away. Your smell. Your laugh. Demanding! The sensation put through me: numbing...

He paralyzes you as he walks into a room. He gives you tingles up your spine. He runs through your dreams at night, just to say, "Are you thinking of me as I am of you?" It was something his momma did that just makes you appreciate him six generations back, because you know if things were back in time, he'd be just as breathtaking. It's his goofiness. His suaveness. It's his controlling, but protective ways, without saying a word. His touch is tender, even when it's rough. He knows when to walk away. He knows when to comfort you. He knows how to hug you. He speaks profound words and it all still makes sense. He never belittles you. He's a whore, but never around you. It's his handwriting; sloppy, but neat. His 2nd grade antics that drive you up a wall, but the same ones that remind you why you love him so. He doesn't even know you, but will do anything for you...

I can't quite put my finger on it...but what I do know, it's YOU