by Sine Qua Non

yes, i love you.

i’ve fallen. i’ve fallen hard and now i’m caught up in an involuntary motion of rolling downhill. and i will roll with it.

i love you and it’s not wrong. if i do something about it then it will be wrong.

i love you and want you to hear it but i do not want to hear what you have to say.

i do not want to be the mistake you will make. nor do i want to subject myself to be caught up in the illusion that something can happen if i wait.

i love you. and that is why, now, i am going to have to walk away.

i love you my bite-sized comfort, virtual hugger, reluctant kisser.


i love you. i love you. i love you so.