What Am I To You?

Tell me if I should be writing this right now,
But I know that I've got to tell you this somehow;
I don't want to rush, you're not that type of guy,
But I think I should tell you and give this a try.

You're not the kind of guy most girls dream about,
but somehow you've found me in that busy crowd;
But you see me like nobody else does,
and for once my heart's not blinded by lust.

I don't know why I get fluttering butterflies,
everytime I look at you, looking in your eyes;
And why I smile in my sleep, alone in bed at night,
Why everything around me suddenly feels so right.

You keep me at peace though my head's in the clouds,
And you always seem to subdue all my fears and doubts;
But as this feeling grows, it takes away my sleep,
Afraid I'm losing my heart to you, afraid it's yours to keep.

So now that you know what I've been trying to hide,
All the feelings I've been keeping deep down inside,
I don't know if I should still be doing what I do,
But I just have to know, what am I to you?