Too Far for Love to Stretch

I’m in love with the idea of love, and I’d be crazy to think that I’m crazy about you. But boy, do I want to. I want to be in love with you, with the way you breathe, with the colour of your eyes and the curve of your smile. I want to fall in love with the sound of your voice and the feel of you beside me, but I can’t . . . because I’m not. . . And because you are never here long enough for me to fall.