If I tell you every day, two, three, four times, that you are my heart, that you make me feel safe, that I would spend every minute of every day of forever with you, that I love you, does it make you feel trapped? Do three words become your prison or do they set you free?
If I never told you that the smell of your neck is like a drug, that your smile makes my heart skip a beat or that every time I hear your voice I smile, would you forget that I love you?
I wish you knew that each day that passes with out I love you I drift a bit farther down the stream of happily ever after headed to the ocean of what used to be. Your silence speaks louder than you know.
Does I love you get stronger or weaker each time it's said? I wish I knew, because the answer may be the only thing that brings us back to us.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Little Words
Labels: Ouiser, prose, quickies, what to do?
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7 little kittens say Meow:
I do know that love ebb and flows. I don't know why, getting it back isn't easy, but very worth the effort of trying.
I love it when you get deep.
I saw the temp on your Flickr site! Did you not love TODAY? :) It was 70 here and PERFECT! The girls loved being outside at the park today. Blair loved the swing!
Hugs - Tiff
Oooh, that's a good one, MT! I don't really know...
Oh, Thystle, I could have written this myself. I feel sad now. And fricken A if I don't have tears in my eyes. You really are a worthy read.
Maybe he would say it more often if you weren't so free with your BJs.
Sorry. My bad. That was beautiful.
I'm with Nadine--it's very impressive how precisely you are able to capture these abstract sensations/experiences/thoughts and put them into words.
I love reading about things I have felt but never tried to describe in words, and then see that someone else did it perfectly! Good job.
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