The foundation of every relationship
rests on its slender shoulders,
weak from the weight it must carry.
As fragile as glass-
a crystal swan poised on the tip of your lip
ready to fly free, but it can't.
So much power
So much strength
in one tiny word.
Locked in my chest
aching to get out.
Climbing up my throat.
My tounge stumbles
over the tiny four letter word
that holds the weight of the world.
Carrying us through war and depression.
Four simple letters.
One tiny word.
But so hard to say aloud.
Impossible to confess.
So easy
to give freely
but so hard
to admit.
Profess
and it's gone.
In the blink of an eye.
Why
is it so hard to say?
Four little letters.
One gigantic word.
Love.