Just keep being yourself, he said.

I love you because…

I love you because of the way you treat me
You show me you care, even if you are in denial

I love you because of the sweet things you have said to me
You told me you would talk to me, any day

I love you because of the way you see me
You actually said I was “awesome,”
if someone would take the time
to learn about me, and you meant it,
I just found that hard to believe

You said if I wanted, you would hug me all day
You said you wouldn’t let go
I guess you say a lot of things…

I love you because you make me feel special
And you told me you would be willing to make an exception

I love you because you attempt to distract me when I am in pain
For the way you say you are sorry and mean what you say, to feel
And wish you could do more

I love you because you are unique, an individualist, and a brilliant poet
I love you because you were there
when I needed someone
I love you because I cannot control it,
I cannot control love

I know I love you
Why else would I have that weird feeling
in the pit of my stomach
That I cannot seem to get rid of?
Not that I would want to lose it

I know I love you
Otherwise why did I miss you so much
When you were gone for less than a week?
Why were you the one I wanted to talk to?

I know I love you
I would do anything I possibly could
to make you happy,
I only wish that wasn’t “nothing”
I only wish I could do something
I feel I am becoming useless to you…

Nothing compares to love
When you find it, you need not let it go.

I love you; I thought you loved me
So I never saw anything wrong with this

I thought you loved me
You have told me, more than once,
That if I am happy, then you are too.
If not love, then what is this between us?

You seemed to care about my happiness
more than your own,
And that is what love is
You tell me I should stay away,
even though you’ve claimed to love me,
Because you care enough to not want
to hurt me, purposely

If you still love me, don’t let me go, please
I am not wanting to go anywhere,
and you have given me fair warning
If anything goes wrong,
it will be all my fault, okay?
I ask you again, let me love you,
just let me love you

I ask you to trust me
You claimed you did,
now it seems you have
changed your mind, again

I tell you of your talent, and you turn around and claim that is what I have
I only wish you could believe it for yourself…

I am waiting to hear those words
“yo tambien te amo,” again
In whichever language you wish
Because Te amo
Te quiero
Why?
Maybe you need to stop asking that question.