Remember when I told you I wanted to tell you I loved you? Our first evening, when I told you I liked you 10 times? Such a sweet, silly evening. You were kinda hesitant, I wasn't. I had told you I thought you liked me more, then you said "Nah!".
Then when we said it another time or two, weeks later, I was confused. I wondered maybe we're just responding to the love we think each other has.
   But no, I love you, and you love me more.
Some days perhaps I'll love you more than you love me, but maybe mostly not. You love me a lot.