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.