Will you ever see,
how much you mean to me?
How can I make you hear,
How can I make this clear,
that these are not sorrowful tears?
I love you so very much,
and every single time we touch,
I know it's not just physical.
In my eyes you are perfection,
and I don't understand why you think you're an infection.
You're always on my mind even when you think you're not,
but when I try to let it out it splatters like some ink blot.
I'm not sure how much more I can bare,
I'll have to find some way,
to show how much I care.
Author notes
I hope one day I'll find a way to show you what I see.
