I’m no longer afraid to say I love you.
Three little words had me in a chokehold
and I was gasping for air to even speak.
Three little words were thrown at me like daggers,
then ripped from the wound in my heart, left to bleed out.
I was too afraid to say I love you,
because they might not say it back.
Would they even mean it if they did?
I walked in broken glass
Just to form I love you in a mosaic to never be seen.
Through time and trust,
I’ve learned to say it again.
Maybe now I say I love you too much,
But I’m making up for every time I couldn’t say it before.
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Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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So heartfelt, Josey. The vulnerability that you felt and then once that was conquered, the floodgates of realisation opened. Loved this.
"Just to form I love you in a mosaic to never be seen. Gosh that line was just so deep! Loved your poem!