Tremble and Stutter

I’m finding that, for once, I am at a loss for words.
I have nothing that I can say that would describe why I tremble when you touch me.
Nothing to sputter out when you kiss me in that perfect way.

I’m not very good with giving affection, I joke to escape replying in a loving manner
Because I don’t know how to say the words you asked me about today
“is this love? Or is it infatuation?”
<i> the exact words that have been haunting me since the third day</i>
I said is was “Infatuation, at least for now.” I have this funny feeling maybe it will be more.

Is it wrong that that scares me?
Are we so perfect that its all wrong?
Show me how to be a better person, I’m still climbing down from my <i>silver</i> <b>walls</b>
Will you promise to catch me is I slip? Silver is smooth, there are no handles, I’m giving you my all, so please don’t leave your post.

I think… I’m afraid to be vulnerable. I have my reasons, I have my prerogatives.
<u> you</u> are my prerogative.
I love the way you hold my hand, even though it’s cold and maybe a little clammy, it’s truly because I’ve never felt to so free to be who I am. Never have I been able to just…<i>talk</i>

I wish I could be like you and just let emotions run off me like water off the shoulder of your leather jacket. I wish I new what I was doing in life, to be as self assured as you.

I know you don’t think you’re perfect, but I do. I adore every curl and every shade of colour in your eyes. I love your arms around me, the way you grasp my hand, the way you wrap your arms around me like you’ll never let me go.

<i>I hope you never do</i>

This isn’t very long, at it’s really not all that special, but I just need you to know that, even though I don’t know how to say it, you are the most important person in my life.