It’s ok to say you love me. It took awhile to say it with feeling. Behind close doors we hide behind its meaning. Meaning we open up but shut off from reality.
Vulnerability of love.
Lust at its peak.
We creep. We sleep. Without love we cannot speak. Outside the confines of closed doors we publicly blast love as a failed dream. Its ok. You can show your love. I need to hear what you think. Behind closed doors your actions speak louder than the words you speak. Does this mean you love me?