When I said first I loved you between fits of laughter and goodbyes
Your face went sour and your eyes blank you shoved me past that threshold and closed me out

I didn't say it again for months and months
when I slipped and said those three a second time
it was like breaking a moms favorite vase

We didn't speak for awhile but so much was said in that absence of love
I still love you but never like you thought
And I won't correct that error in you