My Way of Saying I Love You

I might have never uttered those three unmentionables to you.
But in my own way, I've already said it, right?
Well, not verbally though, you wouldn't hear it from me.

Try another lifetime.
In another constellation.
Maybe.
No promises.

So, anyway, I may have never said it but I'm positive you felt it way too many times, right?

Remember how I used to look at you each time our eyes met?
I'm pretty sure you can see the stars in my eyes.
Though, I don't know why you told me one time that the way I stare at you makes you feel as though I'm chanting dark magic, casting a spell on you.
Do I look like a witch?
Really?

Remember the time you told me I'm beautiful, I smacked you in the head so hard that even my hand stings at the impact?
You see, I care so much about you that I want  you to see some sense.
I really wanted to drag you at the nearest optical clinic after pulling that stunt.
Seriously?

Remember the time you said how kindhearted I was, how you see the goodness in me, how I made your heart race?
I stomped at your feet  (with my heels) so you'd be distracted and think about the pain, instead.
I don't know what to say, that's why.
I never handle compliments well.
If you felt as though I've ignored you, then yes I did.
But kidding aside, you're wrong.
My inner self is smiling so wide she looks like a psycho that had gotten her first kill.
Definitely.

What do you expect?
I'm an introvert.
And I never know what to say unless I put it into writing.
So let this be my way of saying---
What do I want to say to you, anyway?
I forgot.
Just read the title, silly.