You said “i love you” but who was the “you” that you loved?
Was it the stories that i used to tell?
The way i made you feel about your self?
The shared dreams about our ideal tomorrow? Or the way i smiled away your concerns?
Was it the childish behavior of us that made that bond? Or our openness to each other
Was the “you” that you loved all about you? Or was it about the essence of me?
And if you got a glimpse of the latter could you find a way to tell me?