Have I told you,
How beautiful you are to me?
When we're laying on the couch,
and you tilt your head back.
The way the sight of your neck tempts me to trace the lines of your throat with kisses.
Have I told you,
How irresistible you can be?
When we're laughing,
and you make those cute faces.
I sometimes have to stop myself
from pulling you close to me,
so that I can smell your cologne up close,
while I run my fingers through your unruly hair.
Have I told you,
How complicated you seem?
When we're alone and you tell me that you love me.
I feel as if you have to mean it,
you just have to,
but then she comes around,
and it's as if I don't exist,
and it crushes me,
just utterly crushes me.
So I won't tell you,
Not while my heart continues to bleed.