I dont want to use the same words
that every love struck poet in this world does
The words are not nearly as extraordinary
as the passion that is starting in me

For you

Slowly
then all at once
is right
oh so true

And that all at once was today
At 1:45
Those glances
That smile

The comment you made
and the giggle I heard
Oh my
That giggle is my weakness

You are my weakness
and my poison
Because it seems that I
Do have the worst luck

In  the end

Because you can never feel
What I feel for you
It can just
never be

So I will sit the same
restraining my need to feel you under my skin
To feel your lips
To hear those three words that will never

Ever escape your mouth
in the same way
they spill from mine

"I love you"

Because, really.

I do