The way you said “I love you.“
Some fluffy, some angsty prompts
With a hoarse voice, under the blankets
On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair
When baking chocolate chip cookies
When we lay together on the fresh spring grass
Loud, so everyone can hear
Over and over again, till it’s nothing but a senseless babble
When the broken glass litters the floor
With no space left between us
As we huddle together, the storm raging outside
Muffled, from the other side of the door
Without really meaning it
In a blissful sigh as you fall asleep
Broken, as you clutch the sleeve of my jacket and beg me not to leave
A taunt, with one eyebrow raised and a grin bubbling at your lips
Slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey
Too quick, mumbled into your scarf
In awe, the first time you realised it