You once asked me
if it was possible
to tell someone you love them
too many times.
You'd caught me off guard
and I had to think about it.
But, I know that for myself
I will never tire of
hearing you tell me you love me.
And so I said no,
and you kissed me,
once,
twice,
three times and more,
each punctuated with
'I love you.'
Of Cold Nights and Loneliness by eternitieskeepsakes, literature
Literature
Of Cold Nights and Loneliness
I never said
that you have to
I never meant to imply it either
I thought I made it clear
that you are free to come
and to go
as you please
I will never say
that you have to come
or that you have to stay
I will always leave it up to you
I'm making a bigger deal out of this
than I should
But I just don't understand
why you never told me
You told me you loved me
in the dark
and I couldn't see your face
couldn't read your eyes
couldn't tell
whether you were lying to me
or were truly in love with me.
That scared me, darling.
It really did.
After tip-toeing towards a destination well known the only motion is your chest moving slowly as you breath. The morning light touches your hands, the same hands that hold me tight. It was that time of the morning where even consciousness is mixed with dreams. Soon your eyes opened, and in that one instant, your pupils softly focused on mine .
Good morning