i have always feared of saying i love you too much
as a way to decorate our silences—
when the laughter dies down,
when we scramble for things
to keep the momentum of our conversations.
but the truth is, the flow so easily from my mouth
like water on a quiet brook—
i love you.
i love you.
then i realize i have nothing to fear.
for every time i whisper, i will be met with your voice
ten times greater and convincing— i love you.
Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 12:21 PM UTC
i have always feared of saying i love you too much
as a way to decorate our silences—
when the laughter dies down,
when we scramble for things
to keep the momentum of our conversations.
but the truth is, the flow so easily from my mouth
like water on a quiet brook—
i love you.
i love you.
then i realize i have nothing to fear.
for every time i whisper, i will be met with your voice
ten times greater and convincing— i love you.
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