Love

love note after love note. poem after poem. song after song. everything makes me think of you. The way the wind blows. You have no idea that I even have feelings for you, let alone get butterflies when you speak. I don't know if this is love. Because I don't even really know what love is. But if I did, and I was capable of feeling it. (Which I am not so sure I am) I cold almost guarantee that I would feel it for you. Because I feel everything when I am with you. When you touch me, my skin burns with desire. Your smell brings beautiful memories to my mind. When you are close to me and I hear you breathe, I feel protected and peaceful. When I taste your lips, it tastes so sweet I never want to pull away. And when I see you close to me, I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. Right here with you, because minus the labels "in love" "boyfriend/girlfriend" or "facebook official" I know this is where I should be, where I feel special.