If I had the words to say, I'd tell you.
But words are fleeting
and far too many people over
complicate simple meaning.
So I tell you "I love you" and hope that it's enough.
3 little words hang heavy in the air.
They are the gravity.
Or more,
They are the tiny secrets between gravity holding it all together.
I will every molecule in my being to keep them from imploding,
******* along the seams of my skin to make sure everything inside me doesn't come ripping through.
I am a child first playing with fire,
I am the shepherd girl facing my giants with rubies instead of stones.
Burning inside,
I slingshot myself into you,
hoping that,
together,
our explosion will rip apart both our bodies,
our insides will splash across the stars like we always dreamed they would.
Our protons and neutrons amounting to something more than death.
If I had the words to say I'd tell you,
But I love you will never be enough.