Please don't question, how I feel.
Just accept it, for being real.
Hidden motives, have I none,
though, it could have, been anyone.
I don't know why, it was you,
that makes me feel, the way you do.
But I don't question, my emotions,
I just accept, my devotion.
At night, you're with me, in my dreams.
That's when I'm most content, it seems.
If I could express, myself someway.
Then you'd know, what I'm trying to say.
But words fail me, none seem right.
They're just words on paper, that I write.
They have no meaning, they have no fire.
They can not relay, my real desire.
I want to be, within your world,
Some place inside, in which to curl.
The smallest corner, of your heart,
would be just fine, I'd never depart.
No demands, would I ever make,
What you'd willingly give, is what I'd take.
And if you hearts, too full for me.
Then let me be, a sweet memory.
So please don't question, how I feel.
Just always know, that it's for real.
When you're feeling forsaken and blue.
Always remember, that I..LOve..you!!