I wish I could tell you what you are to me,
that my heart races and skip beats all at once at you sight, that you are the one I look for even when I know you are not there,that one smile of yours runs shivers down my body, that I'd look at you today, tommorow,and for Infinity.
Sometimes in late summer I won't touch anything, not the flowers, not the blackberries brimming in the thickets, I won't drink from the pond, I won't name the birds or the trees i see, I won't whisper my own name.
