I could tell that you love me in the way you look into my eyes.
The way that you smile at me.
I could tell in the way that you hold my hand.
The way that you respect my boundaries and don't question what I need.
I could tell in the way that you listen to what I say.
The way you hold my hand.
I could tell in the way your lips moved down my neck.
Even though I saw all of these signs, it still came as a surprise when you said "I love you" as we were making out.
I didn't say it back.
I acted like I was too caught up in what had happening.
You said it once again when you dropped me off and walked me to the door.
I didn't say it back.
I once again acted like I was too caught up in what was happening.
I know you love me.
You truly do.
But I'm scared.
