a quarter past love

If I said I loved him
I wouldn't be lying
Its the word that comes to mind
Time after time

His voice comes booming through the phone
Demanding respect and attention
mmmmm...His boyish laughter
I need a love intervention

Capturing my affection immediately
It might just be the way he's feeling me

Or maybe its how his accent sounds like a song
Giggling to myself
This man had my heart all along

But if I said I loved him
It would be too soon
Do I really know him?
Does his heart have room?
For me to reside comfortably
I need soo much.
Can he give it to me?

Well if i said I loved him
I wouldn't be lying
Truth is I do but I can't convince my mind.

I'm a quarter past love....omg look at the time...