when your wheels stop turning

You're really something. I hate that expression, I do. Yet it's perfect because all the words I could try to use to describe you aren't good enough. All the usual words, beautiful or perfect or stunning, they've all been used by so many, too many, other people to describe multitudes of other people and I want a word that is only from me about you. But I can't make up a word, can I? And what kind of word could possibly suffice? How could I put into one single word everything about you that I love? How could I think up a word to describe how your eyes change in the sun? Or how you shove your hands in your pocket and give me that close-lipped smile when I'm ranting on and on about something? Or how much I wish I was that filthy stick of nicotine that is forever contentedly burning between your fingers? Or how you can still see me when I'm fading into the background? Or how I can talk to you about anything and everything and you talk back no matter what? How could I say that? How do you describe someone you love when the word love can't even begin to cover it? How can I put into a single word how you make me feel like what I have to say matters even when I feel like everything has already been said? How can I?