If I were to describe all the ways you make me fret...
If I were to describe all the ways you make me feel inadequate...
If I were to describe all the ways your actions contradict your words...
If I were to describe all the ways you make me hurt...
If I were to describe all the ways that I adore...
If I were to describe all the ways you make me want you more...
If I were to describe all the ways you make me feel lost...
If I were to describe all the ways our stars are crossed...
If I were to describe all the ways I feel cheated...
If I were to describe all the ways in which I am so conceited...
If I were to describe all the ways I derive to run from you...
If I were to describe all the ways and hours I spend watching you...
I would be undone
No sooner than we just begun.
Instead I will describe to myself all the ways that I love you, in hope that someday those feelings reach you too.