I'll probably never be able to put fabulous words together.
Probably never write poetry that'll melt your heart like butter.
Most likely never tell jokes that'll fill your mouth with laughter.
I'm awkward in conversation and a real life romantic disaster
But, I'm in love,(with you) and I hope that what we have lasts (forever)
Actually, scratch that. I want it to get better.
I want to get to know you down to every little factoid.
Want to be there when your smile is like sunshine and when you're under the weather.
I want to wake you each morning with romantic texts,
take you out to candlelit dinners in the evenings,
and in between send you flowers at noon with a love letter.
I want to call you 'bae' and 'boo' and every other sweet name I can think of too.
Why do I want to do all these things?
I love you.
Perhaps it's too early to ask, but I hope you love me too.
I only wish I had the means to convey all this,
because Love Is Not just Fancy Words.