I love you, but I'm afraid to tell you.
My heart aches at the thought that you might not feel the same.
What if I confess, and you don't love me back?
Doubt has taken root,
and my heart trembles, imagining the pain of rejection.
Am I not enough?
What could I do to make you love me?
I long to hear it-
Those words I've been too scared to say.
You are cherished, appreciated, and cared for-
all hidden ways of saying, "I love you."
I've loved you since the moment you cast away my doubts.
The way your eyes glistened under the sun became my favorite sight.
I want to melt into your embrace over and over again.
I miss your smile, your laughter, your hugs, your eyes,
but most of all,
I miss the warmth of simply being near you.
I am in love with you, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
I love you for the way you care for me,
For how you appreciate me,
For how you truly listen and understand me.
You make me feel safe when you cast away my insecurities.
I love how you're honest, how you challenge me to be better.
You never fail to bring a smile to my face.
But still, my heart aches,
wondering if you feel the same.
Maybe you do-
but the words haven't come yet.
I've loved you for so long,
but fear has kept me silent.