You're so calm and I'm so strange. You comprehend it all. And with you, I'm never reaching for the words, instead they come marching out of me like a welcome home parade. You're terribly wise and I'm simply mediocre. I think, while you create. You've got me inspired and I've got you wanting to kiss things. The unwritten secret is... I like you, and I'm extremely terrified that I might ruin it.