My Love

It is strange how after all this time, emotion still stir when I see you.
You do not believe and I think don’t really understand; I am attracted to you for life.
I look at you and my heart relaxes; it is comfortable with the love inside for you.
My whole being goes into serenity, contentment when your image falls on my eyes.

How can you be so clueless; how do you fail to see how much I care?
I try to inform you each day of the ways in which I love you.
I say hello and goodbye; each time I leave or arrive.
I look at you and often smile at you with endearment; then you ask, “What is wrong?”

You might not know this but I often count of the hours before I’ll see you again.
Then, when you walk by, just stand or sit around; I trace your body with my eyes.
How can you not know how I feel; is it no clear how much time I actually devote to you?
I am an analytical man; and life simply doesn’t make sense without you as a factor.

Promise me that you will devote at least a part of your heart to me for ever.
Tell me that you will always spend some time in my day.
Then; take time to look at me and smile, just to let me know you too care.
Somehow, someway; our lives will always entwine.
By : Thys Groesbeek