You can't fall in love with someone you just met. That's what they said and that's what I believed for a very long time.

The thing is, I never feel like I know you enough. Every single day, you surprise me. It's like we're meeting for the first time again. Every single time, I fall in love.

I've written a lot of poems before, so many for other people. Now they're lost somewhere between my tenth-grade books and dusty journals. I vaguely recall what they were all about and I don't want to remember.

That was then, this is now.

Forget my past, I just want to write about you.