I love you!
I love you!
I love you!
We are standing in
The kitchen
Crying and talking
In the third person
Because we are afraid.
We are afraid that
We have misread
Each other and that
A declaration of love
Will break us both.
You say it first
And when I kiss you
I taste Forever.
And Strawberries.
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