I love to see you in love...
so I guess it is real
and I wish I knew myself
how special it is to feel
but I wouldn't know the kind of love you know
I haven't been the places to which you go
to just sit back
and have a laugh
and let your emotions show
I love to see you in love...
it's fascinating in ways
how long the feeling's been there
how long the feeling stays
but I wouldn't know how one reacts
when inquiries get mixed with facts
I'd shy away
and just replay
what I think my personality lacks
I love to see you excited like that
so happy when you're like that
and I feel bad
for looking so sad
because I don't know what you're feeling
I don't know that love...
not that kind
I want to tell you
that I love to see you in love
but I can't bring myself to do it
because then I have to come to terms
with a certain truth
I am not all you have
but you are all I have
I don't know why you smile
why you get 'butterflies'
why you can't speak properly
all I know
is that I love to see you in love
but I don't know that kind of love...
not that kind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem