I'm saying it on the inside.

I've been feeling this again lately, about love. Like I should be saying it outright more often. But it becomes more awkward than it should be. So I wrote a little poem to express why it can be difficult for me to say "I Love You" with a straight face:

i'm saying it on the inside

sometimes i think that my love
is a zombie that eats hearts
instead of brains and i worry
that if you loved me back,
all our love-zombies would
eat the heart out of the whole
universe.

12:42 a.m., 2007-10-28



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