If you'll show me yours

I’ll show you mine

If you show me yours

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Do you know I love you?

I’ve been trying to show it,

Clumsily

In so many ways

For such a long time.

You don’t respond

So I’m never sure you hear

Or understand

– All those things I’m not saying.

Or maybe you do, and just ignore it.

And that’s sortof the point

If I don’t actually say those words, then I can still deny those feelings.

Even though

It is actually ridiculously obvious

In every look, letter, conversation.

And thought.

But to say those words

Well, I’m not so brave I guess.

I don’t dare to throw my heart, unwrapped

At your feet.

To try to make you finally notice and acknowledge.

I don’t want it stepped on! Kicked away. Rejected.

Or, worse,

Left still unnoticed to dry in the dust.

You show me yours first.