Scared that every time you see the words in the form of a text, or hear the words
from her soft voice that once told you these words before in a since of significant
meaning. The words "I love you", you will take it in as an obese person takes in a
piece of pie, or as a homeless person takes their last bite for the next three days.
You are scared that if you take those words as significantly as they once were that
they will float upon your head like a bumble bee hovers over a sweet smelling flower.
You're scared that it will stick in your brain like a knife and you
will think about it day in and day out, the sweet soft kisses th