It's like I'm stepping out of my world into a toybox, everything is betterthere, where you are, simply because it's not here.
Then you started coming here and things here started geting better too and yet it was still like walking into a portal where happiness existed on the other side. 
I think it's you, I'm pretty sure it's you but I know all too well about jumping to conclusions, even if my gut is confirming it, even if my soul is screaming the truth and every cell in my body believes it, I know better than to jump to conclusions. Only time will tell if you're worth it, if your  intentions are good, and your soul is pure in the same ways mine is.
If its smooth, and loving, and not scary, maybe I'll know.