Why are words so important to women everywhere?

Why do they need words from us, to show that we care?

Why the need to spell out, that what we feel

What is it about ‘saying’ what’s in our minds and our hearts

What’s the big, bluddy, deal!!!!

We order black coffee because you like yours without cream

We order dessert even though you say ‘no’ and smile as you wipe our plates clean

We don’t change channels, when brain dead serials you want to view

We go ahead and book tickets first just so that you don’t have to stand in queues

We always give you the last bit of chocolate, left at the ends of ice-cream cones

We don’t interrupt you when you speak for hours on end to your mother on the phone

We smile and eat badly cooked dinners

And no we never wish you were thinner

Our hearts are in our mouths, every time you drive the car

Still we sit besides you hoping we could be instead someplace safe and far

We can’t say ‘The Words’

We’ll never do

But we let you know in these million ways that ‘I Love You’