To You Poem by Peya Jakob

Am writing this because I know it is not a secret.I know you know, you have known from the first time our eyes met. Am also writing because am going to read this and be moved as always. (I love the way I write)  
I love you.the way you stumble on certain words as though you do not want to say them. At first I was sure it was not love so I tried to call it any thing else but every time it is you.you with your silly clothes that you think are a new fashion trend, you and the way you never seem to walk with any grace it is still you in a Thousand books in a hundred thousand words countless dreams you will always be the one. But it is a different way every time. Ever so different but always leads back to you.at first I couldn't tell you.I couldn't tell anyone because it was my secret that I kept so deep in me it beat in tune with my heart but you know. And it changes me. And it changes how we see each other but it doesn't change itself the feeling still remains in me like a the ice-cream stain on your dress the time we went out and you somehow got half the cone onto both of us. I wanted to kiss you then but it wasn't perfect. You were.and I should have kissed you then coz you were the sun that day, I swear.you were then sun and you were shining from inside me.