As each day passes I realize more
That I think of you differently than I did before
And that life is changing, oh so fast
I really hope that everything will last

I love that my hand fits perfectly in yours
And that you’re a sweet gentleman who holds the doors
You always laugh at all my jokes
Even though they don’t make sense and I always try to hoax

I always get a tingle whenever you touch my arm
I don’t know if you know, but I blush at your charm
When you tickle me, I always squirm and whine about it to you
But I secretly enjoy it and really don’t mind at all when you do it too

You make me feel guilty for spending money on me and such
It makes me feel bad and that I don’t do much
And you know how to make me feel good about myself
Although I complain that I’m as short as an elf

When you put your arm around me, I feel protected
I don’t ever want you to let go, or make me feel neglected
I love the fact that when I tell you my hands are ice-cold
You take them and rub them until they’re nowhere near cold

You always point out what the weather will be
Which, I always tease you for saying it whenever you’re around me
Then you somehow find a way to piss me off
I pout, you’re sorry, and then the whole ordeal is brushed off

Just being or talking to you in any way makes me smile
And that everything we do together is completely worthwhile
I like thinking about all the memories I’ve shared with you
I know there’s more to come and that I have a lot to look forward to
 
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