Special

This one isn't by me, its a text from my girlfriend.

So is it your eyes or your smile that make you special?

Is it your hands or your lips that make you so gentle,

or your brain of intelligence make you so mental.

There's something so special about you,

and I stop, and I wonder if it's your heart that pounds from your blood vessel?

Haven't made a poem in do long so I know these feelings are eventful.

Will I ever find out what makes you so special,

so special,

to me.

So special you see maybe these feelings should be left the way God wants them to be.

Maybe whats special is the key,

the key that opens up you feelings towards me.

Maybe the answer is secret,

because whats special to me is just you,

you,

you,

you,

everything about you.

From the moment that the feelings began to start,

memories drain my heart.

But I know these feelings are a stain,

a permanent stain of a love mark.

Author's Note

It is slightly edited for spelling. It is a fun poem :)