01/09/2023
“i love you more”
how dare you tell me that you feel that way so much more without knowing what i truly feel? you dare to tell me that you love me more, but you never choose me over your friends.
“i love you more than you know”
how could you let go of sentence without giving justice as to how much i can surpass that love of yours? that even if i was never transparent about how i truly feel, i am well aware of what i feel for you.
“you just don't know, but i truly love you, more than how much you love me.”
you say to me, you love me more. not even knowing i can turn my whole back on the world and divert all my attention solely to you.
you have no idea how much i can offer. you have no idea how much i can do. you have no idea how hard i forced myself to fight the impediment that stopping me from getting jealous whenever someone else is with you. the jealousy that lurking within me that i never dare to show you.
you'll never know how much my eyes gleamed in joy each of the time they lands on you. you'll never know how my heart races everytime you are near. you'll never know how my ears only accept the melody coming from your voice despite the wonderful songs and different instruments that are being played. you'll never know if you keep insisting that you are the one who's giving love and effort more. you'll never know, unless you let me.
“i dared not to be too showy because you never let me. but i love you, more than the galaxies, more than my favorite movie, more than my favorite food, more than my favorite clothes, more than my favorite place, more than my favorite game, more than my favorite song.”
“i love you more than anything, so, why don't you let me?”
— autumn
