Truth Be Told

I must admit it's true It's true that I Iove you And even if I could I would not change the fact I do It started with a dream, Well really long before, This dream that I'm referring to Then opened up the door To writing lots of poems Hundreds, maybe more Several I've deleted Because I wasn't sure If you would ever read them These thoughts poured from my heart Unseen words expressing how I loved you from the start And as I keep on writing This well worked pen of mine Is toned and honed and always full The ink it writes in's fine