Just a human

I am listening to the song you played in your car the first time you were taking me to my workplace. And you were singing along. I was suprised you actually knew the lyrics. And your singing along meant you were really relaxed with me beside you, and wanted to still impress me. Well, I was already well impressed.
I am listening to the song and smiling like an idiot. I recall your profile look, your beautiful chiseled nose and chin, and your plump lips that were sore after the drink and cigarettes we shared. You could not keep your eyes of me when I asked for your cigarette, and you actually closed your lashswith enjoyment when you were holding the lighter beneath my nose. "It damn suits you", you said, and your eyes flashed even brighter.
How beautifully nervous you get when I read your mind every single step of our way. How you say you bless the day you met me. How we drink and drive together competing who is a worse driver. How I smell your chest and neck and save your brew under my eyelashes. I love how you aolve my problems, I admire how you admire me. And it is so cute when we met and you say " Damn you, everything turned out the way you said". And I love that you actually think I am a Witch, because only a Witch can feel you so well and make you love her so unconditionally.
Well, I am not. I am just a human, like your song says.