it's march & this is madness

our 'once upon a time' was as cheap as it gets

but even then,

he was the best

most awkward 

first date I've ever had.

a man of few words and many glances,

nervous conversation and brave hands

he's as observant as they come

and after one night his eyes already felt like home.

--

i flash back to the brisk october night

the night i saw him in the crowd

i wore red, he wore white

and i thought i might like to know him

i think back to november

the night i tried to get a better view

but i already knew i was impressed

by the looks of number two

--

i won't tell him about december

when i joked with my mom about him and

how i'd date him once he broke up with his girlfriend

he'll never know about january

and how i spent it hoping that he'd notice me

(unaware that he already had.)

i still haven't told him about february

when it all became a reality

and i danced around my kitchen

(i won't mention that i actually screamed)

i won't tell him that i saw him watching my every move

out of the corner of my eye on that first night

i won't tell him that he has electric hands

that send thunderbolts down my spine

i won't tell him that the moment i knew

was when he knew every word to that missy elliot song

i won't tell him that since that night

he hasn't left my mind

maybe one day i'll tell him about february

leap day to be exact

when i watched as he fell asleep

and the thought crossed my mind:

'how on earth did i get this lucky?'

--

and in the first few moments of march

i felt his heart racing

the moment before he taught me

what a kiss is supposed to mean

--

as cliche as it sounds,

he was an answer to my prayer

but if there's one thing i've learned,

it's that God truly has a sense of humor

and sometimes you gotta be careful what you wish for.