How long have I sought to hear those words from someone so close?
I never knew how you saw me – you never told me you loved me.
Sure you were nice, you were kind, but you never said the words.
Everyday people are nice to me
The clerk at the store is nice and kind to me, but does she love me?
Does she think that I am important – no more than getting me out the door so she can go to the next one in line.
But you – you are supposed to love me, yet you treat me no differently than that girl.
How is it that the least of you can say the words that I long to hear from all of you?
