he was a poem

i spent all of my time trying to figure out how to word him into a poem
i wanted to tell everyone how he smiled with his beautiful teeth, or how 
when he laughed it made me the happiest. 
i wanted to write about the way he said my name,
and how it just rolled off his tongue
i wanted to tell the world about the boy that 
i loved so much, i wanted to write a poem 
of him but i realized that
i couldn't write him because 
he was already written, and he was the poem 
that i'd always wanted