If I could write a letter and tell you how I really feel
I'd let you know that my love for you is real
I'd mention how I've waited to tell you the truth these past years I'd let you know the times I cried knowing you were hurting I'd make sure you knew how badly I wanted to tell you the truth I'd be sure to tell you that I always put your happiness before my own
If I could write a letter and tell you what I thought
I'd let you know how hard I fought
I'd mention how I tried to help you stay happy, even when I was dying inside I'd let you know about the days I died inside knowing she was the one making you happy I'd make sure you knew how I stayed quiet because I knew, if I spoke, I would say something I'd regret I'd be sure to tell you that every day was harder than the last
If I could write a letter and tell you what I crave
I'd let you know about how much I gave
I'd mention how I was always there I'd let you know about the nights where I would pray for you I'd make sure you knew how much time I spent looking after you; trying to make sure you were ok I'd be sure to tell you that I was always there, waiting for you to need me
If I could write a letter and tell you how much I care
I'd let you know about a love so rare
I'd mention about how I fell for your smile I'd let you know about the million things about you that make me laugh I'd make sure you knew that, with you, I always had fun Most of all… I'd be sure to tell you that I've loved you, since day one.
I want to make it clear that this is not intended to be a poem, by definition. This was merely me putting thoughts into a format that I thought fit best. No, it doesn’t rhyme. No, it’s not supposed to.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. God bless.
Verse of the day:
1 Peter 1:24-25“For, "All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever." And this is the word that was preached to you.”
Quote of the day:
Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock. - Ben Hecht
