It will never

It will never be in my words and it will never be in what I fail to say.
It will never be in the flowers you get or the gifts I buy.
It will never be in the breakfasts I bring you in bed or the times I rub your shoulders.
It will never be in the way I hold your hand or the embrace we share on cold nights.
It will never be in the kisses I steal before we say goodbye or the nights spent in sweat and lust.
It will never be in the glances I give across tables or the smiles that you make happen on my lips.
It will never be limited to the moments we share and it will never be limited to the times when I need you most.
What I feel for you will never be confined to words or my actions but only to the limits of my imagination and my heart.