Would it be wrong to say that you're the world to me?
That I never really was alive until I met you?
That you're the reason I'm here?
I look into your eyes
and melt into your soul.
So much is said through them,
I think I only know a few.
You chuckle when I say I can tell,
when something is wrong.
But it is true.
I've picked up on your slight voice changes.
I wonder if anyone else could?
Probably, for I am not the first
to be with you, to love you.
But, I have been with you the longest,
and as so, fallen for all of you.
I know I don't show it
and I don't know why.
But you are part of me,
and as so, will always be.
So, no matter what happens, I
will still love you.