THINGS I SAY BUT NOT TO YOU...



I'd have to be blind not to see how beautiful you are when you smile

not to see your eyes twinkle in the sunlight or the way they change with your mood

not to see that little thing that you do with your hands when you're excited

not to see the face you make when you know you've done something dorky

not to see how you stair in the mirror like there's something wrong

not to see the thing your lip does just before you fall asleep




You'd have to be blind not to see how your smile brightens my day

not to see how I look at you and wish you looked back at me the same

not to see me mimic your hand movements only because I find them so charming

not to see me doing something dorky at the same time you are

not to see how I look at you and wonder how something so perfect could be in front of me

not to see me watch you doze off and hope that you're dreaming of me



I'd have to be deaf not to hear how beautiful you are when you speak

not to hear your voice change when you talk about something with passion

not to hear how soft you sound when you whisper in my ear in the morning

not to hear all the little squeaks and moans and groans you make when you can't find words

not to hear you read like the audience you're reading to doesn't want to hear

not to hear how your heart beat use to change when I was next to you






You'd have to be deaf not to hear the words I wish I could say

not to hear me speak about things I'd never tell anyone but you

not to hear me softly whisper back to you in a voice I've never heard before

not to hear how every time you can't find words I try to find them for you

not to hear me beg you in my head to keep reading because it makes me feel at ease with every line

not to hear the way my heart beats faster every time that you're near me



I'd have to be stupid not to want to be with you

not to want to hold you in my arms as you hold me back

not to want to spend hours with you doing absolutely nothing

not to think about you if you're away for more then a moments time

not to want to pretend that I could feel differently if I lied to myself long enough

not to want to believe that time would change how badly I hurt seeing you with another




You'd have to be stupid not to know how badly I want to be with you

not to know how much I miss wasting the day away with you next to me in bed

not to know how it hurts me when our time together is disrupted

not to know I have to force myself to leave at night because I want nothing more then to stay

not to know I can never get you out of my mind no matter how hard I try

not to know that I could never tell you all this because all I want is for you to be happy