Silent Love

It’s cute.

The way you get jealous.

A little insecure.

But, darling,

You know that I’m yours, don’t you?

I may laugh.

Dance once in a while,

With someone who is not you.

But, darling,

You know that I’m yours, don’t you?

I may not say it.

Maybe not even write it,

On a piece of paper like they all do.

But, darling,

You know that I’m yours, don’t you?