My hugs mean nothing
If your arms aren’t open
My gifts aren’t
Special if they weren’t what you were hoping
The color pink isn’t pretty
If when you smile it doesn’t appear on your cheeks
My life wouldn’t be valuable
If I couldn’t live to see the day that we meet
With you, red is beautiful
Because it’s the color of my heart
And the only way it will turn white
Is if we are ever apart
I just want you to know that my world would be all lies
If I didn’t have you to be true
And this poem wouldn’t be worth writing
If I couldn’t make you smile without saying
“I Love Youâ€
