I stand somewhat alone
By the gate, waiting I think.
I'm not sure for what.
A couple walks by
They wave. And look happy
Like most couples that walk do.
There's something in the air
A special sort of smell
It makes me feel all giddy
I'm not sure how come.
And then I notice,
You're standing behind me
Whispering in my hair.
And I'm not sure
If I should tell you
That I cannot hear
What you're saying.
But I'm pretty sure it was
"I love you".