Which “I love you” matters most
The one spoken, written or sung,
The one implied, sighed or thought,
The one yesterday, today or tomorrow?
Which matters most?
The one in the rain or under the sun,
The one with a smile or through the tears,
The first one or the last,
The one with the future or the one with the past?
Which matters most?
The one with a laugh or with a sigh,
The one with hello or with our goodbyes,
The one with our friends or with those we despised?
None mattered most.
Otherwise there’d be
No rain, no tears, no last “I love you,”
No sighs, no goodbyes, no caring for the despised.
There’d be only you and me
That’s something that will never be.