Love

I wish I had the words to say it,

Yet I’m too timid.

When I think about sending that quick message, my heart races,

My mind buzzes.

But it’s true—I love you.

No distance or time can change that.

Even a thousand miles apart,

I still love you.

I love the way you tell stories.

I love our consistent good night and good morning texts.

I love the little hearts you send.

I love your laugh.

I love the way your eyes light up when you’re interested in something.

I love the way you worry about me.

I love you.

And I can’t stop thinking about what those words would sound like

Coming from your lips.

The same lips that make me wonder how they’d fit against mine.

The same ones that make your laugh sound like music

The same eyes, energy and smile that have made you into my muse 

And the person I love.

But I can only hope to hear you say,

I love you.

And I’m too scared to say it myself,

Because what if I’m not good enough?

What if the distance is too far for you?

What if I’m not what you’re looking for?

What if you find someone else?

What if?

What if I ask, and you say yes?

What if we’re perfect for each other?

What if you love me no matter the distance?

What if I’m what you need right now?

But I’m too scared to ask.

Still, night after night,

Day after day,

I can’t keep you out of my mind.

I think of the way you looked at me that time at your house,

Our potential future,

The way you might talk to your friends about me the same way I talk to mine about you.

I think about how one day you might look at me with love.

And I can’t stop these hopes from running further than I can catch.

Hopefully, one day I’ll gain the confidence to say,

I love you.