“It’s safe to say I love you, yeah?”

“Yeah. It is.”

Romantic soft sharing gazes

“Well?”

He knew

“Heavens no, for I love you my dear. Yet you’re the sun and I’m a mere sunflower…”

Words left unspoken yet he understood

“You’re light my life, you give me direction, I look to you for warmth and comfort.”

A hand on a cheek. A kiss on the forehead. Fingers interlaced.

“My sunshine”