A heart..

A heart that isn't confused,
just... unsure.
Not wanting to be broken,
nor wishing to hurt another.
Just wanting something sure and true.
Someone kind and warm.
Though some may come and go,
though my foolish heart will lead me wrong,
it always seems to return to you.
I remember your smile,
kind, quiet words,
the time you scolded me
(I didn't mind , I'm hard-headed anyway).
I remember these from times ago,
and I wish you were here.
Your quiet manner
and eyes, though brown, seem the deepest green to me.

I want you to have the greatest of happiness's,
and always have that smile on your lips.
Many don't seem to understand you,
and I don't want to just be another.
So many just see you serious and unyielding,
I don't think so.
I'm sure there's more to you than that,
I want to be the one to find it.