I don't love you because you don't believe in love.
The four lettered word is foreign to your ears.
Love was never displayed so it was never received.
Love never had a name so when others came in the name of love you didn't believe.
Trying hard to conceive the notion that people give this out for free.
I don't want to deceive
I want you to see
So when you can't find the right words to call this, I will write them and when I can not find the words we will make our own language.
Consisting of deep glares and interlocking hands
The English language could not do this justice
My skin introducing itself to yours like it's at a reunion
Inhaling your exhale.
You pouring out your life to me.
Forgetting where we are but recognizing that this is home.
I don't want to say I love you.
I want to show you
Show you, that this comes with no exceptions.
It has no barriers it can climb past insecurity it can overcome flaws it can halt fear.
That there is no pain this can not infiltrate.
That your wounds are scary but this will with stay and wait until they scar
Reminding you that this can heal.
I don't know if the word, love, will do this justice.
I don't know what to call this
But ever since I met you
I know love now has a name.














