You Don't

You don't teach me how to swim.
You don't teach me how to fly.
You don't teach me how to walk, or even run.
You don't teach me how to dance or sing.
You don't teach me anything.
But you do teach me how to love and how to feel.

You don't give me flowers.
You don't give me poems.
You don't give me chocolate.
You don't give me dolls.
You are not a typical of romantic guy.
But every single word you say, every single thing you do, is just another way God has given me to make me realize that you are sweet in your own way.

I feel blessed, Nes