When we finished having sex last night…after we turned the light off to go to sleep… When you rolled over and faced the other way… And I had put my arm around you…. I softly whispered to you, “I love you.” I made sure you wouldn’t hear me… Cause I’m terrified. I wanted so badly to just cry right then and there. You were laying within inches of me…and never in my life have i wanted to tell you that I love you so badly. I couldn’t feel you breathing on my skin.. You were RIGHT THERE… And still, I said nothing. it’s getting worse and worse.
How much more of this can I take?
I want to tell you. I feel like I need to. Like I’m a prisoner in my own head. But I can’t set myself free..
But will there ever be a good time to tell you that I love you?