maybe they won't tell you they're in love with you. but their eyes
will scream it when they're looking at you as you speak softly, or
let out your deepest cries. their hands will find yours in the dark
and their arms will encompass you when you need them to, not
because you asked them to, because they so desperately longed for
you. maybe they won't tell you they're in love with you, but maybe
they don't need to
