Kev
The name's Kevin! 19. NorCal. 5' 8''. 1/2 Viet. 1/2 Chinese. Shy. Open-minded. Piano. Ukulele. Poetry. Calligraphy.

I was never good at writing letters,
My sister had always done it better,
But tonight for you
I’ll write you a note you’ve never seen,
And tonight it’s true
That the words might sound like a machine,
Still, tonight for you
I’ll tell you what I mean,
Since tonight it’s true
That you’re the one from my dreams.

So then I tried to define my love
For you it’s hard to describe the feeling of
Melting when your arms wrap around mine,
A perfect puzzle fit when our hands combine,
Falling from when I look into your eyes,
This can’t be real,
This feeling too good to deny.

Clock strikes one and I’m still not done,
Homework due tomorrow began to ruin my fun,

But then I smiled; I didn’t feel blue,
I brushed my letter away,
Because when it comes to you,
I’ve got a million things to say

other than a typical “I love you.”