"I love you"
Mouthed across rooms.
Smiles
And knowing looks
Shared between us.
Because they have no idea.
They have no idea
That I love you
As much as myself.
They have no idea
How happy you make me.
It is a secret
Meant to be kept.
At least for now.
So I'll just mouth
"I love you too"
Hoping the feeling
Does not need sound
To be felt.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryMy thoughts tend to form like poems, so I figured I'd share them- part of me hoping they make sense to more than just myself.