i love your music.

i love you.
you know i love your music.
you don't know i love you.
i tell you i love your music every chance i can
i don't tell you i love you at all.
it's sad, really.
that i have so much love for someone
who won't hear me say that
today, or tomorrow, or next week
or even next year, most likely.
it makes me sad that
inside and out,
i love your music and i love you
and you can only the half of it.