Given,
These words won’t come out right,
Might not make you smile,
Cry,
Or any of that emotional crap,
They might spill all onto your shirt,
Might leave a bad smell behind,
Might go unheard,
Might just be crumbled,
Ripped,
Sent flying into outer space.
Given,
The truth usually hurts more,
But I could never lie to you,
Give you any false hope,
Little lies to keep you warm at night,
To send you worriless on your way,
I’ve always hoped I wouldn’t feel this way,
Or feel at all,
More for your well-being than my own,
If you find these words harmless I’ll be surprised,
Nothing is more dangerous than the knowledge that there is someone out there that will always love you,
No matter your faults,
Flaws,
Past,
Imperfect perfection,
Hurtful words,
Scarred eyes,
Someone so in love with you they can never get there words out right.
Given,
Actions are more infinite than words.