I've known you for 175 days now
and each day I get closer to telling you "I love you".
I've rushed nearly every relationship until now.
Every time you say something witty or sweet,
I hold myself back from saying it too soon.
You're charming, but I'm staying strong.
I know life is short but I have a good feeling
that this is going to last even longer.
You make me a better person each time I see you.
I go out of my way to do anything I can for you.
Although neither one of us has said it to the other,
I know you love me too.