Someone once asked me to describe you,
and I couldn't.
I do not know you in words.
I only know you
by the way your heartbeat feels
when I lay my head on your chest,
by the way your lips curve at my feeble attempts at jokes,
by the way your eyes glisten during a sad movie scene, and
by the way you speak my name.
I do not know you in words.
But I know you in love.