i’m in trouble

holding me so tightly
kissing me so passionately
where does he get off?
calling me beautiful
telling me i’m amazing.

it’s the middle of the night
when we’ve both let our guards down
and warm and snuggly
holding on to each other
like we’re both too afraid to let go

i can’t stop smiling and he sees
i just can’t help give him
that look in my eye.

he’s too sleepy.
he doesn’t care what it means.
we’ve both run out of other ways
to safely word how we feel.

"i really want this"
the "i really like you"s
just don’t seem enough.

the rest of the world has disappeared
and we feel complete
safe in each other’s arms.

he knows i’m happy.
he’s use to this.
he knows how to do this.
it makes him feel so right
finally returning to something real.

so he says it to me
one more time
under the cover of darkness
"i’m falling in love with you, jennifer."

and i hold him even tighter
kiss him more sweetly
than i thought possible.