He asked her that night it it all was okay, and with a smile all she said was "of course!" The part she didn't say, though, was that the reason she seemed off had to do with him. With her head on his chest, and her breathing keeping time with the rise and fall of his heart against her cheek, with his fingers in her hair and his lips pressed to her forehead, she wondered if letting him know could do them any harm. But she thought about his carefulness and how he felt on falling, breathed him in again, and closed her eyes. She thought to herself that it could wait, at least for a little while.
From when I didn't know how to tell you I loved you.