The Question

being with you is like a beautiful dream

that I am afraid I will forget once I wake up

It is like running in a field of flowers

that I am afraid if I ran too fast I might destroy it

It is like reading my favorite book

that no matter how many times I've read it,

still it gives me joy reading it over and over again

It's like listening to the piano,

playing at the end of the chorale

that it gives you warmth even if you know 

it's coming to an end

This is what being with you felt like

and I've always wanted to ask you

Do you feel the same about me?

but I will never muster the courage to ask