Hooked on your love

You got me hooked on your love sweet love but, too bad you don't know it.
I've loved you endlessly since the 7th grade. I love you like my mother loves cala Lilly's on a sunday morning.
I love you like God loves me; unconditionally.
I love as much as beauty loves your face enough to stick.
I love you more than a ballerina loves to dance, more than the moon loves the sky, more than a milky way likes its wrapper.
But too bad you don't know it.
Too bad gay does not know your pride. And too bad I suffer because you cant accept yourself.
Baby, hear my cry.
I hate that I can't hold you as close because your afraid someone will know.
But haven't you heard of "Don't ask don't tell?"
They don't ask, we don't tell but if they do i can never live a lie.
So I'll just say,
"Yes, I spent the night holding someone. I held the one person God made for me. I laid with her in my arms, and I watched her sleep."
"I inhaled every exhale and I cherished it like it was my Bible. So yes, I held the one person God created for me when he created lesbians."
You got me hooked on your love sweet love, but too bad you don't know it.