I think I’m trying to let it slip my mind. A part of me doesn’t want it to be real. To know that a heart is indeed beating for my heart. I see smiles and openess. I think it can’t be real, can’t be true. I won’t let myself think beyond the safety of loving you as you are right now. Sometimes I think you want more than I can give, more than I’m willing to wager. I love you in my own way.
I can’t love you beyond right now, but I can love you so completely it’s worth the beating of our hearts.