Today I confessed that I loved you,
but you did not hear me, because I whispered it
into the thumb hole of your softest sweatshirt.
You asked what I had said and I
only smiled coyly because I am wary to
say it too many times that it loses its meaning.
I hope that even though you didn't hear me,
the moment will be preserved forever
for us to think back and remember
that sometimes the most important
words are the ones that
are never said
but always
meant.