When I talk to you on the phone, I feel happy.
I remember the color of your eyes
The shade of your hair
The softness of your skin.
And your laugh that is my melody.
When I hear your voice, I am ecstatic
To know you are alive.
When I hear you say you are happy, I am happy.
When I hear you are not, I am not.
When we speak, I think of how happy I will be when I see you.
Then soon, too soon,
our conversation comes to a close
We say goodbye and three words rest on my tongue
Those three words I am unsure to say
Yet, I want to tell you.
I love you.