you\'re not a rose
you\'re nothing like spring
you\'re not sweet like chocolates
nor are you as expensive as a ring
\"am I even something?\" you ask
and I say, \"to me you\'re lily
more than red love, a white purity
and I like when you act silly
to me you\'re winter
the period for home and comfort
to me which is you
a place where I cannot be hurt
you\'re not sweet \'cause you act cold
but in your heart, you care
that\'s what makes you endearing
I know, I swear
you\'re not expensive
\'cause you\'re not something to be sold
you\'re something to keep forever
something for life I\'d hold
your kitty-cat face
and that glittering smile
can\'t be compared to none
I haven\'t felt like that for a while
but now that I\'m looking in your eyes
I know this isn\'t new\"
I leaned closer and whispered
\"I love you\"