I still have nothing to compare to your eyes

Why would I tell you I love you

when I could tell you the truth?

That I have wanted you more than anything;

that you were all I thought about for months.

I dreamed of you whether I was awake or asleep

I lived with your name on my lips ready to go;

I wrote it everywhere in every alphabet I learned.

I stared at blank pages for hours, looking for things

that could stand up to comparison with your eyes.

I saw people who looked like you everywhere

because your image overlaid my vision,

blurring all faces

a filter of you.

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