He loves you, I can tell
You love him, I can tell
He's good to you
He cares for you,
The perfect man you always described
But he doesn't look at you like you hung the moon
Doesn't always have a bag of cheese doritos on hand because it's your favourite,
Even though he thinks it tastes like feet
He doesn't make you rose buldak on the first day of your period every month,
because it's always the first thing you crave
He doesn't play with your hair while you're watching a movie together just to have an excuse to touch you
Or listen to you rant about the newest book you're reading, even when he has no idea what you're talking about
Does he know why you cry
Or where the scar on your left cheek came from,
He doesn't know what makes you,you
He doesn't know how to make you happy?
Does he want to know how to make you happy?
Does he want to know you?
I hope he does.
I hope he will dance with you in the kitchen,
And that he will make you laugh
I hope the thought of hurting you brings tears to his eyes, but that he always makes sure to wipe yours
I hope he loves you hard,
I hope he loves you soft,
I pray his love is endless,
I pray his love is true
That he will be there for you, like I always am
I cannot watch him love you, and you love him back
So tell him why you cry
And where that scar on your left cheek is from
Tell him your deepest, darkest secrets when you love him, and he loves you back
I cannot watch you give him all I have ever wanted,
I won't make it, so tell him who you are
so that he may love you and
you may love him back
Why can't I love you, and you love me back?
