Do I Love You

I think of you with nearly every passing thought. When I talk to you, my words always get caught. I enjoy every minute I get to spend with you. I know I like you, and you do too. But do I love you? I long for us to be together, To be as close as two birds of a feather. I want to be with you, in pain or in joy, I want to laugh with you, to make fun and annoy. But do I love you? I don’t really know the meaning of love. Are you like an angel, sent from above? Or is your heart filled all up with lead? Is all of this just a scene in my head? Do I love you? I want to say the answer is yes. But if I tell you, would you think any less? How can tell you the way that I feel, If I’m not even sure that these feelings are real? Do I love you?