If I told you I love you, would you even care? Would you shrug it off as if it was a blank statement? Could you tell by my touch or by the way I look at you? Do you think of me when I’m thinking of you? If you could see what I see, how different your life would be. The beauty you have reminds me of what the world should be. It’s pure and never-ending. I wish I could take the pain in your eyes because I know the pain so well of self-hate and heartache. I would gladly take it with my own to see you smile. I tried to push my feelings away. I tried to tell myself I’m not good enough for you. I’m not, but I would love to try. I would love to wake up every day and find more ways to prove my love and to carry your burdens so you wouldn’t have to. When I hold you, I never want it to end. I dread the emptiness I feel when you leave. You make my heart do things it never has. You make me say things I would never say. You make me a better me when I’m with you. I have been down the path of love before, but I have never been down this one. I have never looked at someone the way I do you. I have never felt the connection I do with you. I have never felt true happiness, but with you, happiness seems to be inevitable. I would show you what it’s like to be someone’s everything because in my eyes you are. My love is deep, and my love is unconditional. I wish I could tell you everything I feel, but this is just a glimpse, and If I told you I love you, would you even care?