It starts with a tickle to my heart
tries to gently push my lips apart
I resist, much to it's consternation,
not giving in to it's polite provocation
It bounces around in my brain, so distracting!
Ever so slowly I feel my discipline cracking
My heart starts to race, my eyes turn to steel
I must stand my ground! I simply can't yield!
You look into my eyes
sigh
my last defense broken...
How could I ever have stopped these words being spoken?
I love you
.
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 9:12 PM UTC
It starts with a tickle to my heart
tries to gently push my lips apart
I resist, much to it's consternation,
not giving in to it's polite provocation
It bounces around in my brain, so distracting!
Ever so slowly I feel my discipline cracking
My heart starts to race, my eyes turn to steel
I must stand my ground! I simply can't yield!
You look into my eyes
sigh
my last defense broken...
How could I ever have stopped these words being spoken?
I love you
.
When you say "I love you" far too much and try to hold it back from time to time
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