A story of strange love

it was probably early last year,
your where nothing but a name in my ears,
soothing, smooth like wine to a bad stomach,
you had me knees bent, heart raced,
all in the name of love my dear,
a love I barely understood,
a love I barely spoke,
if ever love was a language I think I would be dumb for the rest of the year,
you were like the morning dew,
perfect for the nose,
exciting for my bare feet,
but still I never thought having you would be a pleasing thing,
you had a charm,
the kind you see in twilight,
like a dark tunnel,
you were definitely my light,
I had you on my mind like a broken record,
you can never find the lyrics but the tune keeps playing in your head,
only God knows how much I was praying for you,
but yet here you were,
at my feet,
begging for me to open up,
and yet all I could really open was my mouth,
not to profess my love,
but to remind you how imperfect i was,
yet there you were,
quick and ready to remind me that I definitely was perfect to you,
I guess you just had a way with your words,
they had some calm effect on my heart,
I swear I had never felt that weak,
and yet i was the rebel the streets hated,
but to you,
oh, you my most annoyingly loved gift,
to you I was too weak to even admit I could not make mistakes,
you were definitely the best mistake and I, for as long as air can move within my space,
I will keep holding on.
MY VALENTINE'S GIFT TO YOU.