My Eyes




When you talk to me with your smile,

and ask what you mean to me,

I can think of so many feeling,

so many words,

that explain,

but only my eyes can tell you

what words cannot say...



You're my clown when the circus has gone away,

my sun when the coulds have stolen the day,

you're my friend,

my lover,

my life.



You read me the comics when I'm depressed,

you quiet me down when I get too loud with my silence,

you hold me when I'm scared;

I'm scared a lot...

scared that you might leave

and

the only thing that these eyes can say

that expresses how I feel is...



I love you.



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