don’t tell me you love me
not when i’m crying after a nightmare

don’t tell me you love me
not when kneeling on the kitchen floor when i break something

don’t tell me you love me
not when i just woke up and has barely opened my eyes

don’t tell me you love me
not when i’m smiling because of happiness

don’t tell me you love me
because you don’t have to

your actions speak louder then words ever could

when you hold me tight every time i wake up from a nightmare i knew

when you are picking up the broken glasses from the floor with your bare hands i knew

because i open my eyes everyday and see you, you the reason for my happiness

don’t tell me you love me
because i know.