I was so hung over on how you make me feel,
That I forgot how I make you feel.

I told you I love the way you chose your words,
That I forgot how dull and bland mine must be.

The sound of your laugh made my chest feel so warm,
That I forgot you didn't even notice the smiling me.

It made me tear up how reassuring you can be at times,
That I forgot my words were nothing but bleak.

I was awestruck how you carry yourself with grace,
That I forgot, I must look to you insecure and weak.

I spilled all that I had to share, wondering why you'd never,
That I forgot with me, you never felt comfortable maybe?

I sent you my heart and confessed to you my love,
That I forgot a possibility the other way round could never be.

Word after word, I scribble in your greatness,
That I forgot this is probably yet another piece you'd never read.