How do I put into words the way I felt
When the butterflies in my stomach tried to escape
After he glanced my way with those eyes?
Eyes that beckoned me to listen to the stories of his soul.
How do I put into words the way my heart pounded like the waves against the shore?
How can I describe the smile that put the stars to shame?
How can I begin to explain why every part of my body came alive when his lips met mine?
When he looked into my eyes, I know his stare reached beyond the outershell.
He looked beyond the color, and he saw what was inside of me.
Now that's all the past, and all I'm left with are the memories and hope.
Hope that one day, he'll miss the bliss of the title.