You love me.
It is not a question, but a statement. A fact.
You may wonder how I know.
I see it in your eyes. In your smile.
The way my laugh makes you happy.
How my time is valuable to you.
How my attention is prized in your mind.
When we wandered through the forest green and you said you loved me in a dream.
Then you laughed it off as a joke.
But if you hide these feelings
from me and yourself
from the world
tell me,
where will these feelings go
if they won’t disappear?
It is not a question, but a statement. A fact.
You may wonder how I know.
I see it in your eyes. In your smile.
The way my laugh makes you happy.
How my time is valuable to you.
How my attention is prized in your mind.
When we wandered through the forest green and you said you loved me in a dream.
Then you laughed it off as a joke.
But if you hide these feelings
from me and yourself
from the world
tell me,
where will these feelings go
if they won’t disappear?
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