To You Who Hasn't Found Me Yet,

When you look at me, I feel like melting away. You make me giddy, nervous and happy all at the same time. You make me feel like I can share anything with you, even the stupid things that pop into my head. I feel comfortable when you're around.

I want to laugh with you. Share nonsensical jokes with you and you'll laugh even if it's not really funny, just so I won't feel bad. I want to ask you if your day was good. And I love it when you ask me about mine.

I love it when you're next to me. I feel safe like nothing can go wrong. Even if you don't say anything at all. Even if I just stand there for an hour, as long as you're close to me. Close to the point that we're almost touching. I feel happiness in that.

I adore your crazy antics, the way you compliment me in your sweet way, the pet names you call me, the things you do just to get my attention, that "puppy look" you do. I love the way your eyes dance when you smile, the sound of your laugh, the look in your eyes.

And the funny thing is I'll just be keeping this until we actually meet. Maybe it'll be soon. Or maybe I've already found you but you're not yet ready so I moved on. For now, I find comfort in the thought that one day our paths will cross again (or maybe it'll be for the first time) and I'll finally be able to share this with you.