Prose that may be too bland or too blue;
Random stories that may or may not be true;
All penned by Alice in her times of loneliness;
They shall aid the mind and heart of the restless.
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How can I tell you I love you without saying “I love you?” I think these words are overrated. Snow Patrol said it best: “Those three words are said too much. They’re not enough.”
Instead of saying, “I love you,” can I say that you are the reason why I am alive? I’m going to be real with you; sometimes, thoughts of ending it all engulf me. Sometimes, hope throws itself out the window, leaving me to fend off against my demons all alone. But because of you, the sick thoughts get silenced. Whenever you hold me, I am reminded that life is supposed to be lived.
Instead of saying, “I love you,” can I say that I trust you? Life has rendered me unable to trust anyone easily. I have always known that if people find out what my secrets, my flaws, and my fears are, they will leave me, they will crucify me in their heads, and they will use my vulnerabilities to hurt me. But with you, I am able to open myself. I would tell you everything you want to know. Just ask, and I will tell. I would even swim in the deepest oceans and jump from the highest cliffs while holding your hand if that’s what it takes to prove my trust.
Instead of saying, “I love you,” can I say that I am willing to live a thousand lives with you? If the gods ever get drunk and accidentally grant me immortality, I will choose to experience all the sorrows, aches, and joys of life all over again as long as I am with you.
And instead of saying, “I love you, too,” can you say that you need me like you need air to breathe? Can you say that I am your dream, your hope, your reason? Can you say that you will endure all the storms to come just to be with me?
