Every word spoken
Makes me fall harder.
Every message sent
Brings me farther
Into this thing people call love.

Every thought from my head
Brings me closer to this.
Everything you do
Makes me ache for a kiss,
From you, the most beautiful girl.

I love being with you
And I long to be by your side
Me as the groom
You as the bride
But that probably won’t happen
Because you don’t know.