I told him I love him;
He was looking down, and I at the sky.
I don't know if he flinched,
or if he saw it coming.
I'm not sure how it sounded through my lips,
if I stuttered,
or if the timing was right.
But once again I felt safe in his arms.
A silence won over the night,
deeper than his whispers,
heavier than my tears.
I'll love him always,
even when he looks away.