Oh the beauty of that moment, that one important moment when we could lose everything and it all depended on what you would say
At that point I'd seen you struggling with words once
And there you were, not saying anything for a minute, two minutes, three, I kept counting
I felt the importance you've put into that moment, that last sentence that had to keep us alive for three months
You were searching for the perfect words, but none of them seemed good enough.
They were either not enough, or too much in the way when it gets messy and words lose their meaning
But you, being as much of a perfectionist as you are, you were looking for that exact magical combination
And when, after 10 minutes, your lips curled up to say it, that tiny period of time kept me awake, kept me alive miles away for three full months
And I loved the fact that you didn't say i was beautiful, beauty is never real, beauty can't be loved
You didn't say I was intelligent, intelligence is cold and unemotional
You didn't say you loved me, it wasn't about your feelings, you didn't care about me leaving you alone, you cared only about the fact that I was leaving
"You are wonderful."