Who Needs a Title This Speaks for Itself

I'm scared.

I'm not one to say I love you

but for you I'd scream it to the world

I'm not one tell people they're beautiful often

but when I look at you you take my breath away

I would do anything to prove to you that I only want you

I would become a nun or take a vow of silence to prove it all

I would exclaim in a manor far inappropriate in a room full of snobs

That you are all I am looking for and I'll be your's forever and ever more.