Girlfriend?

Everyone was asking, "Where’s your girl?" Their voices bright, their guesses unfurled. I stood there silent, unsure what to say Caught in the wonder of this new day. A moment of questions, curious and kind, Seeking the answer I struggle to find. But in my heart, I only know this much, That knowing you is a gentle touch. So when they ask, I’ll smile and say, “She’s someone special, in her own way.” For words may falter, but feelings stay true— And that’s the story I want to tell of you.