Words can be spoken and promises made, but feelings and emotions are a language of their own. If you say you believe in us, how will I know it’s true unless you show me?
Because it isn’t difficult to say I love you, it’s difficult to prove it. The challenge is the effort, not the declaration. And so many girls live for the day when someone professes their undying love, but I’d rather see it than hear it.
I don’t wait for the day when you whisper in my ear that I mean everything to you, I wait for the day when I actually feel like I do.
Your words don’t give me reassurance, and they shouldn’t have to. I don’t want to be reassured that your love is real, I want to know that it is. That’s the beauty of knowing without it even being said.
Because I’d rather suffer through never hearing those words spoken, than suffer hearing them and feeling empty anyway.
It’s how you make me feel that really matters. Because anyone can tell me that they love me, but you’re the only one who can make me feel the way I do when I’m with you. And sometimes it’s more comfortable to not say anything at all. Whether it is out of fear or complacency, our comfort shouldn’t have to come from words alone. Because as good as words can feel, they can cause that much pain in return. And maybe we’re not saying it because we’re protecting ourselves from that same pain.
Because we each have a heart to keep guarded, and saying “I love you,” will bring those walls down. And if we never say it, we never have to endure the agony of taking it back.
But there will be times when never saying it hurts even more, because if anyone should leave, you feel the love is gone, but you never had any confirmation that it was ever even there. Because when you show me that you love me it hurts that much more when you stop.