This is How I Feel

Isn't it obvious that I can't keep my eyes off of you? 
Or stop thinking about you? I'm up 
late with the tired sound of your voice. It's 
ringing through my ears. Something new. 

I'm worried it'll be gone when I wake up.

You know
I have an
awful poker
face.

It's just, you make me feel. 
         So full.
And bright. You make me bright.
All I do is smile.

God, you have such a hold
on me. My attempts to be calm
are embarrasing for the both of us. 

Which 
is a bit unfair. 

But I really don't mind
as long as you're here. With me. It's
already been so long. Just stay.