What Can I Say?
I was asked by
a complete stranger
what or who I'd
bring with a lone islander
like myself. I wondered
and endlessly thought and
questioned and pondered,
'til I felt your sweet hand
grasping my heart and soul.
I thought about when we met.
I thought about how you stole
my heart, and I'll never regret
those days of my bashfulness,
your grin shining like the sun,
my incredible cheesiness,
and your dorky puns.
What can I say?
I'm head over heels
in love with, to this day,
you. Only you. Nobody feels
as strongly about you
as I do. I love you. I really do
What can I say? What would I take? I knew all this time. I just knew.
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