I wish I could write something,
I wish I could put it down.
I wish there was a story, circulating all around.
I wish I could explain,
I wish what I felt inside was sane.
I wish she could know,
no matter what I say or dont,
that everything I ever do,
would have her name on it in gold.
I wish she would realize,
there's nothing I would want in return,
that she gives me more than I could ask for,
with her smile and her presence, in turn.
I wish I could write something,
I wish that would suffice.
But there is no way I could put in words
the moment and its perfection when my gaze meets her eyes.