I remember the first time you said
"I love you" without actually saying it."It's hard not to love you, you know?"
You said with those shy, nervous eyes."And what makes you say that?"
"You shine so rarely,
and I've found myself drawn to you."
You looked at me as if your gaze alone
could cradle my fragile heart.
It was warm—
I loved how your warmth softened
this numbing winter."Rare? Drawn to me?
Maybe you're just a miner, then.""I'm no miner.
I'm not here just to dig for rare gems,"
you replied, looking serious, though
the blush on your cheeks kept the night
so perfectly snug."Then what would you call yourself?"
"A keeper.
And I honestly want to keep
and care for you
until my very last breath."
YOU ARE READING
the one with the petals
PoetryThere's a common saying that "love will conquer all." Love can still be found even in the darkest days and felt even in the most painful moments. Sometimes, to experience it, you need to pause, breathe, and embrace whatever you're currently facing...