"I love you." she froze. She froze despite the pouring rain.
"Say that again?" she whispered, her head tilting ever so slightly to look at him through half lidded eyes, "please say it again."
"I love you" he repeated, this time louder and clearer. "I love you. I love your laugh, your cries, your tears. I love the way you walk, the way your eyes sparkle when you need something you like, the way your hand grips the paintbrush and glide it so effortlessly on the easel. I love you."
"I love you so much that it hurts to breathe. I love you so much that I've already accepted the fact that you never could be mine. I love you so much that I took to loving you in silence."
"I love you for you shine brighter than the sun but as modest as the moon." #Thatlove#theconfession#savinggrace#thatrain
