My palms tingle,
And for a split second
I can feel my heart in the palm of my hand

I’m uncomfortable
And, quite honestly
More scared than I should be

Only for a split second

Then she moves her hand
Off of her leg and onto my chest
Reminding me where my heart belongs

Not quite in my chest
Somewhere in between
In the lingering looks and interlocked fingers and

Her crooked smile
It throws me sideways
Straightening out the rest of the world

Her bright eyes
Prisms for those lucky enough
To make her laugh out loud

And I know I’m in trouble
Because I can feel myself falling
Head over heels over head over heels

But I don’t want to stop

I want to sing to her
Loudly and proudly
I want her to hold my hand
Even when I’m driving
I want to dance with her
To hold her close

But more than all of that
I want her to know that she
She is special
She is valued
She is unique
She is strong

When she asks
What’s on your mind
And I say “nothing”

It’s the only lie I’ve ever told her
Because when I say nothing
I mean everything