It's like color didn't exist before you; As if I was living in a grayscale world.

The second my gaze met yours, everything had a meaning.

Those hazel eyes held me in place, and I couldn't be bothered to look away.

You were the epitome of beauty; your nerdy clothes, the cross necklace hanging around your neck..

I've never wanted to kiss someone the way I want to kiss you.

If I were religious, I'd swear an angel stood in front of me.

Sure, you didn't have wings, or a magnitude of eyes but you **_had _**to have been sent by god.

You were too perfect to be human; too pretty to be just another person to walk this earth.

Maybe I should've dressed better today.

I can't say hello when i'm dressed in ripped jeans and a shitty band-tee but.. I want to.

I want to tuck your hair behind your ear, and never stop telling you how beautiful you are.

Because it's true.

Your name must be Casper, because your head turned when someone said it.

_Casper_.

I'll never stop thinking of that name, how it'd sound if I whispered it to you in the morning.

..Or how it'd sound if i murmured it at night.

I wonder how my name would sound if it came from your lips; I wonder if you'd ever come up with a nickname for me.

I hate nicknames, but I'd let you call me whatever you want.

You're no longer looking my way but I can't stop staring at you.