Simple-worded comments

There is a certain type of beauty in simplicity

But sometimes

The simple-worded comments that I offer

Just don't say enough

There are endless things I could say to you

And endless ways I could express them

But so far

I still haven't found how to tell you

That you have my whole heart in your hands

And my whole life to claim as your own

It always comes back to three words,

Though,

But how does one define

What my love is for you

When I would do anything to bottle it up

And lock it away

Just to make sure it never slips out of my grasp

Because if you leave

What left will I have?

Not a broken heart, no

Because you already have the whole