The Disease of Love

I see you walk past with a random girl,
you say you like her but it hurts me to believe it.

Even though I love you I want you to be happy,
I don't like watching endless strings of heart breakers you date.

You might not think I love you but I can show it,
I take hurtfully heartbreaking words from you.
Why do you think I take the crap?
Anytime I do something you are the only thing on my mind.

I will tell you sorry and I truly mean it,
you might think I am annoying.
I can't help if I am I have a disease,
it spreads from mind to heart.
The problem is the cure is you.
No doctor can find the treatment for love,
no matter how hard they try.

You always say my words are cheesy,
they don't come from my mind they come from my heart.
I have news for you sweetie,
words aren't cheesy if they are meant to be real.
I Love You, J. J.