Love you.
Tossed in as you say goodbye
For me to excavate for hours.
As surely as I know what I mean to you
I doubt it still.
Love you.
As purposeful as your words
in the middle of the night
When I am lost and alone
With you a few blocks away
But separated by miles.
Love you.
The words said by millions of husbands
To millions of wives.
As a balm of familiarity
When there’s nothing left to say.
Love you.
Assurance in the darkness
Of dread and apprehension.
As we push towards something
Or away.
Who is to know?