I told you I loved the passion that could be found in the color red.

I told you if I was ever lost you could find me in novels or lines of poetry.

I said my favorite ice cream flavor was vanilla, because it could be mixed with anything.

I said I love the spring, but enjoy watching the way the leaves free themselves from the trees.

I told you I loved you with an intensity that scared me.

You told me you couldn't hear me, and didn't even ask me to repeat myself

….. or say it any louder.

-M.H.