If I told you I loved you,
What would you say?
That love is not love if it is not returned?
That unrequited emotions is the damnation of our existence?
Or would you say that love is not love if not with me?
That the heavens blessed out hearts to hurt for the passion we share?

If I told you I needed you,
What would you do?
Would you lie with those lips that turned my mind into mine filled with chaos?
Would you start your sentence with something petty and sympathetic like "it's not you, it's me"?
Or would you stare into my soul with those eyes I fell in love with?
Would you lock your lips with mine until our only way of respiration is through our lips?

What would you do if I told you...

I love you?