maybe it's
the way you
make my heart
race as if
any time now
it's gonna careen
out of my chest
or probably
it's 'cause
when i talk to you
i often find myself
at a loss for words
the one thing
i am good at
stringing sentences
or maybe because
i sometimes
forget to even breathe
when someone mentions you
it might also be
because amid
the clutter
and chaos that is my life
you still manage
to make sense
or because after
a very long
and tiring day
just the thought
of you eases
whatever bothers me
the impatient kid
has learned the art
of waiting
you taught me that

my list would
probably be endless
so i'd stop at this
i love you
without knowing how
or when
or for however long
but i'll make it so
you never ever doubt
that i do