I don't know how to tell you

I.
I've never looked back from when we
talked in my car for hours and hours
and looked each other in the eyes
and blushed and I reached for you
quickly because I couldn't stand it anymore.
It was a done deal.

I don't know how to tell you--

it hurts when you don't tell me
when I can hear something wrong
but nothing is being discussed.

II.
I've wanted to be with you,
wanted you
since you said you were tuckered out
and when we came back for hours and hours
and never have I ever felt this way about anyone.
We both had only four or so fingers used
never have I ever ever felt this way about anyone.

I don't know how to tell you

that nothing is nothing and will remain nothing

III.
Just because we aren't together doesn't mean
I don't want to be that I don't think about you constantly
that I don't wish things could be easier that I don't
want you that I will suddenly be someone else or for
someone else or someone else's.

I don't know how to tell you

because, IV., because
my heart is still yours and
you should never doubt that.