The boy standing average around 5'5 brown hair and brown eyes thought to himself "poetry is so limiting."
As he thought how could he possibly begin to express his amor for the woman he loves in such few stanzas. How can he take the pen and begin to say what was so clear in his mind but in language came out in gibberish?
He brushed out his hair with his fingers, eyebrows furrowed, he only wanted to tell her. To write to her as proof that what he had felt was indeed real.
If he held her she would know.