The first time you realize you love someone you will be
staring at them across a table. They will not notice you. They will be laughing
or smiling. Or they will be reading a book with a crease in their forehead and
you will ask yourself “How did I live my life without you?”. You will answer with
“I never really lived.” You will breath in sharp and strong. The air will reach
the bottom of your lungs and you will sigh heavily thinking “I love you”. And
at that moment they will notice you. They will smile.
You will not say it then.
You will say it a month from now. Maybe you’ll be laying in bed and they’ll be
playing with your hair. You’ll maybe whisper it “I love you.” If you’re lucky
they’ll catch it and whisper it in your ear. If you’re unlucky you’ll scream it
in the middle of an argument and they’ll stand there like a deer in the middle
of a road. You will be the truck at High speed, Bright lights, Honking so they
move. But they will stand there and you will slam the brakes and close your
eyes. You won’t open them till you hear a thud. Then you will cry. You will
drive home and tell your mom you broke someone. She will tell you that it won’t
hurt so much in the morning. But it Will. It Will hurt. And you will stop to
eat meat. Then stop to eat. Then refuse to drive.
Deep
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