Ponder

I love you.

And I wish I could scream this in your face over and over again until you got it.

Held it to you like something precious.

This love I have is infectious.

It'll spread through your body like a diseased drug.

It'll bring you up and pull you under.

But in those times of floating on the gracious in between you'll wonder if I'm right for you.

Ponder it.

You'll be surprised.