I'm falling a little more each day,
It's so much more than like,
And I'll tell you that I care alot,
Even though I've told you -
Several times.
I like you a bit too much my love,
You make me feel special too,
But every time I put it into words
It sounds less and less true.
So I try to describe it,
In between like and love,
The part in the middle,
Forgotten about, that
tends to just be rushed.
I know I don't have to tell you.
What you mean to me.
And sometimes I get scared.
I'll say it and you'll just freak,
But I'm almost there now,
And It's the one time I've got no words,
Even though I'm pretty sure i do,
I don't know how to say it,
When and what, to you.
