I looked into his eyes tonight,
and i saw something i've never seen.
i saw how much he really cares,
and i wondered if it was a dream.
of the two years that he had my heart,
i could never officially call him mine.
i would hope that one day i'd have him,
and think of him all the time.
his smile gives me butterflies,
and his touch makes me weak.
when he stares at me deep in the eyes,
i fight to find words to speak.
i get goosebumps up and down my arm,
whenever he is near.
and when he talks to me about anything,
there's nothing else i hear.
my hands begin to shake,
as he leans in for a kiss.
my heart begins to race,
because i never imagined this.
i can tell by how he says my name,
or how he looks at me.
that this is much more than a fling for him,
he really cares for me.
happy is understatement,
because i've been there and done that.
now my friends look at me happily when i say,
"yup, i finally won thatttt!"
