I know I don’t say much,
But I hope it’s enough.
To leave you with a know.
Which I have come to know.
How to love you at arms length,
As I ever let you go.
So stoic because if I ever was to say it,
Or broach the topic,
I would only spoil it.
And I could never let that be so.
You look so beautiful now,
I don’t ever want to let you go.