He Stole My Heart

He haunts my dreams,
but I don't want to wake up.

He consumes my every thought,
and I love it.

His eyes look as if they could hold my world in them.

I hug him and my heart races,
as I lay my head on his chest, I hear his heart too.

Beating,
Beating,
Racing, faster and faster.

I feel as if my heart wants to burst out of my chest.

I hug him,
and feel very protected.

I look into him eyes,
and can see my heart -
he stole it.

I think about him
and get butterflies.

I dream about him,
and refuse to wake up.

*Old and doesn't apply*