I love you.
I haven't told you.
I am scared.
I am anxious.
Maybe I don't really love you.
I am just in love with the idea of you.
the idea of your kindness,
respect towards me,
you can stand me,
the kind of a person I am.
You always try to be nice,
even though I can be annoying.
I love you,
I haven't told you.
I wish to tell you,
I love you.
And
Finally,
I have told you
A thousand times
In my dreams
In the future
I have told you
I love you
Every day
Every chance I get
I love you
I have told you
In any ways that I can
In any way that's possible
I love you
