I've been looking for this poem for a while but never have any luck. I heard it a few years ago. It goes something like this:
I tell you I don't love
I don't know you well enough
I tell you all these things to try to make you understand
that I don't want to kiss you or even hold you hand
that I don't get one bit jealous when another flirts with you
I tell you I don't love you but I do
That's not the right order, just what I remember. Any help would be very much appreciated!