Is it just me

A poem I have written and for context I pretty much just started. Hope you like it.

Looks aren’t the most important, figure, appearance too but you are just amazing all the way through.

You are extremely loving and funny, for me that means a lot. Such a glorious personality is something that can’t just be taught.

When I look at you I feel calm, almost sun-kissed and warm. Your face definitely shows your incredible character that everybody knows.

Your lips looks softer than anything I have seen before. Soft like waves that kiss the open shore. If yours touched mine I think they would melt together. Us alone, with each other and we give our love to one another.
I want us to know how each other feel. Not until then will we know if this is real.

I wanna stroke you on your cheek while you fall asleep in my arms. Make you feel loved, seen and safe cause that is really our faith.

I love how your eyes squint when you smile, and if you could read my thoughts you knew how it makes my stomach tingle for awhile.

I haven’t known you very long, but it feels like it is chosen, cause when your hand touches mine, my body is simply frozen.

I have heard about the look of love lots of times before. Is that how I look at you, you that I really adore. I feel my eyes they shine when I look into yours, but maybe I’m trying to knock on locked doors. I wanna believe that every doors got a key and that maybe one day you will see. See my love for you, how much I really care. See the joyful moments that you and I could share.

When I hear songs about love it’s you and me in them. Or maybe that’s just me alone in my room at two A.M.

Do you think of me too, when little things occur, or am I just a part of the daily insignificant blur.
I see you on my phone and a little smile appears, and that makes me think if I’m gonna have to wait for years.