Think Dear No One by Tori Kelly

I hope to someday be eloquent enough,
gifted
with the right combination of words
strong enough to hold the weight
of how it feels
to know and be known
by your heart,
to have it be the place mine comes
to rest.
Until then, these three words
will have to do—
filled past capacity,
bursting at the seams:
I love you.
Nice. 🙂
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