There Are Many Things

There are many things I want to say,
Sweet nothings
I wish to whisper in your ear
For you alone.
And quite a few French.

But I hold my tongue.
After all,
What's the point of giving you my heart
When while you lack God
I'd have to take it away again.

If anyone could make me a better person,
It's you.
You've brought me closer to God.
I needed Someone to lean on
Who won't ever fail me.

His Love is greater than yours,
And will never fail.
So as much as it pains me,
I'll choose Him first.
Even though I love you like no other mortal.

There are many things I want to say,
Sweet nothings
To whisper in your ear.
The one important thing:
God loves you.