Those three words
They feel like they solidify something
The meaning is greater than the phrase
I desire to say it
Every time we hold each others glance
When ours breaths are rhythmic
Fingertips gracefully grazing our outlines
When I breath in your smell
Making my butterflies become ravenous
In the morning when you kiss my forehead
Waking me with a smile, every time
The evenings where you guide me by pulling my hand and holding me close
Nightfall after nightfall, you laugh gently, saying I’m so pretty.
I’ve never been told I’m so pretty this many times
You alone have surpassed every other one combined
With every moment when there’s a silence, I just feel peace and safety
No wonder of how you feel, no hesitation
Not a second of second guessing
You see me and I want to tell you
I see you and I want to tell you
The three words so many say so freely
I’m not afraid of saying it
And I know I will one day soon
But something holds me back as I reflect on every past time I’ve said it
I’m not afraid you won’t say it back
But scared you will, and won’t mean it, as they did before
You’ll smile and not wait before repeating my words, but do you feel the yearning and pull to my soul
As I do to yours
Does your heart ache when I’m not near, as I dread when I’m without you
Will you say it and change your mind in a month
Can you say it and understand why I said it first
Are you waiting to say it too
Are you afraid, as I am
Or do you not feel it yet.
Do you not fear I’ll run away, the moment it falls from your voice.
Do you hold onto it because it’s not your time to release it
Do you fear I’ll say it too soon
Do you not want to say it
Would you like me not to say it
Would you tell me not to say it
If you knew I wanted to tell you right now
Holding your hand, giggling under my blankets
If I said it
Would you say it
Would you mean it
I love you