P.s. I Still Love You. (and I still don't know what that extra s is for in the p.s.s.)

If you stopped,
if you ever gave up,
I'd still get by.
I'd still breathe.

I'd keep it a secret,
but I'd wait.
I'd hope you'd call,
just so I could say I still love you.

I've taken the punches,
I take the abuse.
It's only me waiting,
don't worry, I can take it.

You are love.
So I wait, and I take the punches.
I let everyone take a turn,
but nothing matters, not till I get to you.

Because,
P.S. I love you.
P.S.S. I always have.