Introverted Love
How do I tell them
that I love them,
before they no longer,
love me.
What if I am too late
it would be a wasteful
fantasy of fate
there will never be a first date.
I do not just want to be friends
I want to be love
and for our love to go beyond our end.
We might not last forever
everything is on a temporary continuum
we will never know, if we never try.
The words are here,
resting under my breath
I promise, I love you...
listen closer, can you hear me?
