Say Something

There’s a lot I couldn’t say about you.

The way you drive me crazy when you look at me.

The way you speak in poetry,

The way you do your hair.

How you love smiling at me to catch me off my guard.

The way you look at me and make me feel like I’m the only person in the room.

But I can’t say these things

Because you’re with her

And not with me.

But o how I do love you.