You guessed it—I love you—but that’s not all to it.
Yes, I love you, but why, you ask?
I love you because you’re there
Because you always respond
Because you understand me
Because you hardly judge
Because you display honesty
Because you are you.
Yes, I love you, but what about you?
I love your knowing eyes
Your dazzling smile
Your gentle touch
Your lighthearted laugh
Your odd habits
You in your entirety.
But you don’t love me;
I know yet I cry.
Because who deserves
This love I harbor,
But you, my flower.
My beautiful rose.