The words I couldn't say;

Unlabeled

You told me we were special....

"Labels are confusing" or "too restricting," you would say to me as I was let down repeatedly by how easily you pulled away from me when I wanted to make what we had real.

You always found a way to make me accept the conditions of your love on your terms.
And I, the fool so desperately in love with you, allowed your pardons and excuses.

I can hear the same reasons and lines repeated like a broken record every time I fly too close to your divine beauty.

You'd always say...
"Let's not label things; we're too special to be restricted in a little box.

- Quil Penn