Saying I love you was never a question.
It was the answer
to the way your fingers fit perfectly
between mine.
It was the pause where I knew
it belonged
every time we said goodbye.
It was the way I laughed
instead of rolling my eyes
when you’d fart under the covers, and
the way doing the dishes together was just as fun
as the actual party.
I love you.
It would run out of my mouth
without me thinking,
just like love is.
Without thinking.
Without blinking.
Without sinking.
Silenticel 