You were so quiet
And I thought that was sweet
Until we grew deeper and you still talk so little
When you ask how my day is I tell you in detail
And when I ask you the same, you say, "Good."
When I have a bad day I come to you crying and seek your comfort
But when you have a bad day you shut me out and are completely speechless
Please say something!
Please say something! Tell me what goes on in your head!
But despite your silence, you listen like no one else ever could
And you appreciate my writing, because you love to read
And you hold me when I am sad, and comfort me by pointing me to Jesus
And every so often, you open up and tell me how you feel and what you think
And the rarety makes it that much more precious.
So I may have fallen in love with you,
But at the end of the day, I choose to love you.