I love everything about you,
I even love your hair.
I love the way you always smile,
and the way you care.

I love the fact that you can laugh,
though your heart despairs.
I love every muscle on your bones,
and the way you make me stare.

I love the way you give your all,
I love the way you dare,
and if I had to choose death for one of us,
you'd be the one I'd spare.

And I know we'll never be together,
and we'll never be a pair,
but I think I love you far too much,
and it gives me quite a scare.