I might not have told you How good it feels to be with you Though that excitement on my face was enough expressive. You might not be told I feel so incomplete without you But the I always roam around you would have made it obvious. I will never say how much I care for you Even though the way I shout at you when you do stupid things Must say it all. My lips will never express my love for you Though my eyes are shameless To reveal it all. I am a secret keeper While at the same time Am also an open book.