You
I never thought it'd be you.
The one to give me butterflies, just at the thought of you.
To make me lose my breath, merely in your presence.
I never thought it'd be you.
Going from timid glances, to intertwined lips.
From playful passes, to caressing words of comfort.
I never thought it'd be you.
But I wouldn't want anyone else kissing my nose or holding my hand.
I wouldn't want anyone else calling me beautiful or making me feel like I'm worth something.
I never thought it'd be you, but I'm sure glad it is.
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