Read my heart.
Read my poem.
It lay out in various ways you affect my heart.

Just red my eye.
Read my poem.
It describes in many ways why I miss having you in my arms.

Sure, I could go on and on and on.
But this your job to do.

Read my smile.
Read my poem.
Each word written is there for you do.

Then when you finished?
You can't honestly say I don't love you.