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By Jon Date: 2002 Jun 17 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.17.20.04.26001]] |
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I love you If I had the words to describe how much I love you then I'd use them. But I don't. If my mind was a Thesaurus I'd use up all the adjectives and synonyms to describe how beautiful I think you are. And even then I still don't think that would be enough. I don't know a thing about writing a loving poem, but I know that you make me happy. I know that I'm happy when you're next to me. I know that I'm happy when I see you smile. I know I'm happy when I feel your head on my shoulder in the morning. I know I'm happy when you are happy. I know I've just used the word happy about a million times but it's the only word I can think of to explain how you make me feel and all I want to do is make you happy. It's the least you deserve. I'll never understand how your silk heart could ever stand rubbing against my leather one. I thank you for putting up with me. I thank you for looking beyond the mask I put on to hide from the world and not looking away in disgust when you found out what was really beneath. If I could, I'd write you a poem. A beautiful poem. Something you show to your friends or hang on your wall. A poem you can tell everyone that is yours and is yours alone and you can proudly explain that it was written with all of my heart. If I were a poet, I'd write you a beautiful poem, but I'm not. I'm just some guy with a pen a paper who thinks a little too much Some guy with a sensitive heart who gets hurt too easily but I have a lot of love inside and it's all for you and if I had to write you a poem it would begin and end with an I love you |