I Won't Lie

I won't lie,
when you ask me,
'Why do you love me, hmm...?',
all my words run dry.

Do you know,
whenever in some conversation
your name comes up, gets spoken,
I smile, and just keep on smiling?

I won't lie,
on those days
when I try hard but cannot smile,
even on those days
you make me laugh.

I won't lie,
sitting in some café
talking with you
or doing nothing else,
just gazing at you,
I can spend hours and hours
with a smile on my face;
yet I am someone
who doesn't like to talk at all.

Whenever you send something
and write,
'This reminded me of you,'
my heart seems
to forget to beat...for a moment or two!

I won't lie,
the day we first
began to talk,
something stirred in me
that had never happened before.

That day while talking
we were both
completing each other's
unfinished sentences.
Do you remember?

I won't lie,
I felt
that evening
as if I was leaving
my heart with you...

I won't lie,
this love—
just thinking of it
frightens me.
And, truth be told,
I don't think
I've ever loved anyone
so deeply before,
with my whole heart.

I feel
holding your hand
I could walk far, far away...
for as long as I want.
If we chose, together we could
sit at some simple tea stall
and talk peacefully for hours
over cups of tea.

I won't lie,
it's not that
I'm particularly fond
of drinking tea;
but sitting with you
having tea
would feel good to me.

I won't lie,
though I don't go out in rain,
still, walking with you
under the same umbrella in rain,
or watching rainbows together
after the rain,
or soaking up gentle sunlight
would feel wonderful,
though I don't like sunshine.

I won't lie,
with you beside me
I could fall asleep
in an instant.
Being with you
feels good,
brings peace to my mind.

I won't lie,
I don't sleep well
at night.
I am a sleepless person.
Almost every night
I stay awake.

Perhaps for all these reasons,
whenever you ask me
why I love you,
I stare at you
like a fool,
and wonder to myself,
what is the answer to this?
How do you explain such a thing?
Can everything really be said?

Why I love—
truly there is no answer to this.
So I fall silent then.
And...I won't lie,
I don't like silence,
but for as long as I'm beside you,
that long
only silence
seems utterly beautiful.