I hate to say, that, ‘I love you.’
For fear you’d see it as an Iou.
But I love to show you, that I care.
Seeing that among people it’s rare.
I like that I’m a nerd for I can answer your questions,
& teach you to cope with unfriendly work companions.
I dread what I don’t know about you inside my heart,
Not in my mind, for sense of touch, than, sight & art.
It’s a dream looking in your eyes.
But a nightmare during goodbyes.
I know fear it isn’t just an emotion
It’s a inconsistently ture prediction.
Knowledge doesn’t hold a candle to the world we’re living in
& shadows don’t reflect beauty, just the object, we stand in.
Still,
I hate to say, that, ‘I love you.’
But I love to show you, that I care.
For fear you’d see it as an Iou.
Seeing that among people it’s rare.
Jerks said it like a bird on the finger just like coucou.
I know what you’re wondering, ‘why should \'I\' care?’
Because it’s me you’d have to Iou.
I got my pride, and so should you.
July 8.2017