It's been ages since I told you, 'I love you' Or showed you that I do It's not that I'm not in love with you I am. But, being loved by you and loving you Feels like a habit- consistent, like breathing, and predictable like the rising sun Maybe, if our love Was like the moon- Waning and waxing Or the tide- rising and falling Maybe,then I'd need to proclaim my love for you, like lovers do. This is not me making an excuse This is me saying, 'You are my muse' If it appears like I love so much else, it's true. But, that's only because of the love i have for you. P.S - I wan't sure whether to add the last 2 stanzas or end the poem at 'like lovers do'. What do you think?