This is for him.

Everything I can't seem to say aloud.

    You make me nervous in a way I've never been. Of all people, I lose the ability to speak when I stand next to you. All I can do is laugh and play with the bottom of my shirt. My stomach feels like it drops to the ground with the thought of you.
    You fill the cracks that my colorful duct tape covers. I hate walking away from you with the lingering fear that I won't see you again.
    When you ask me questions like you actually want to hear the answer, I fear it may just be a show. I'm angry with myself for resisting your attempts to understand me.
    You have seen me dance to my own music. You've heard me sing to dogs. You've experienced my endless laughter. You even saw the holographic jungle animal stickers on my phone (still hanging on, by the way). I've been awkward and annoying. You understand my smile. You understand me.
    Your compliments make me melt. I could spot your face in a crowd. I look for you around every corner. My daydreams are filled with thoughts of you, and I love how they get in the way.I think about seeing you everyday.

Maybe I'm a fool to fall so fast, but you're everything I want (if I know what I want). 

"Who could deny these butterflies...."

I'm running out of time, and I'm scared. I'm scared that I'll let this pass me by. I'm scared it's not what I think. I'm scared I'll get hurt again. I'm scared that you're perfect and I'm a fool to think you haven't found forever.

Maybe one day I'll be able to say this to you.

Letting you in doesn't seem to be the problem... it's letting me out.