The Four Letter L-Word
Three words,
Three syllables,
I fear to even say,
Because you left me for a week,
We said it before,
The two weeks we were in blank,
But I'm scared,
You left me for her,
And I'm sure you told her the same,
So one week has passed,
Since we got back together,
And neither of us have uttered it,
I'm not sure how you feel,
Because you're affectionate,
And the same as before,
Maybe you're as scared of it as I am,
Or maybe you still blank her too,
I guess I can't be too sure,
But for me,
When the words try to come out,
They burn in my throat,
Almost as if I'm choking,
But truthfully,
All I want to say is,
"I love you."
Three syllables,
I fear to even say,
Because you left me for a week,
We said it before,
The two weeks we were in blank,
But I'm scared,
You left me for her,
And I'm sure you told her the same,
So one week has passed,
Since we got back together,
And neither of us have uttered it,
I'm not sure how you feel,
Because you're affectionate,
And the same as before,
Maybe you're as scared of it as I am,
Or maybe you still blank her too,
I guess I can't be too sure,
But for me,
When the words try to come out,
They burn in my throat,
Almost as if I'm choking,
But truthfully,
All I want to say is,
"I love you."
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When he left, the word love took a whole new meaning to me. I wasn't sure if he even loved me from the start and I knew that the two of us had jumped into the first time we were together way too fast. Though things have returned to fairly normal since Kevin and I got back together on the fourth (of June), I'm still scared of this word and a part of me just wants to wait until he says it first. I don't know if he still loves that girl, even though he knows that she messed up really bad by just blowing him off, and maybe that's why he won't say it, but the questions keep fumbling around in my head. I can only hope of the best with him and I.