What's Bothering Me Poem by Frank Walley

Do you want to know what’s bothering me?
Let me tell you what's bothering me...
I love you.
I love the way you look.
I love the way you look at me.
I love to say your name.
I love to walk in front of you, beside you, even behind you.
I love your amazing eyes and how they top off your sultry smile.
I love the way I feel when I hear you laugh.
I love how you stand out in a crowd.
I love the things you have to say.
I love how you can look sexy, even when you’re angry.
I love the way you breathe when you fall asleep in my arms.
I love that no matter how hard I try to get you, I will never fully get you.
I love how I can't have a bad day when you're around.
I love how we feel when I can’t tell where you end and I begin.
I love most of all that you are my friend.
Finally I love that someday, I will find you again.
But today wasn't that day,
and it bothers me...