did i tell you
how i had fallen for you
without ever
seeing your face
that your heart
sang to mine
across the distance
like two old friends
across a worn table
in a cozy bar
recounting their lives

how one time
you said something
it was earnest and sweet
my immediate response
was to whisper
i love you

my heart sped up
i had to really stop
examine the words
ones i don’t utter often
had planned
on never uttering again
yet there they sat
like bubbles
on a pane of glass
i feared would pop
if i stared too hard

i couldn’t write them
couldn’t speak them
couldn’t believe them

yet they were
as true then
as now

to think
they were returned

that first time scared me

now i wonder
at the simple joy they give
in saying
in hearing
in having been made real

did i tell you
how i had fallen for you
without ever
seeing your face
that your heart
sang to mine
across the distance
like two old friends
across a worn table
in a cozy bar
recounting their lives

it is true
thank you
for the simple pleasure
of you

being you