Sometimes, I don’t say it right,
Sometimes, I just fail.

Sometimes, I can’t sort the light
From out of dark constraints.

That does not mean that I’ve lost sight –
I love you all the same.

Sometimes, I must say it hard,
Sometimes, it’s how I feel.
Sometimes, all my thoughts are marred
By missing what is real.

And yet you know that, late at night,
I still call out your name.

Sometimes, I say it all confused,
Sometimes, it’s all askew.
Sometimes, that makes you quite bemused –
Sometimes, it saddens you.

Even then, with all my might
I love you without blame.

Sometimes, I don’t speak at all.
Sometimes, I seem so cold.
Sometimes, my mind falls in a pall,
And feelings are not told.

That does not mean that I’ve lost sight –
I love you all the same.

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