“Either you told me you loved me the other night, or I dreamed you told me you loved me.”
“I don’t know where you got that idea, because I never said it. You must have dreamed it.”
Did it escape my lips without me knowing? I tried so hard not to say it, because it always seems to ruin everything. It scares people, but I don’t understand why. I love easily. Just because I tell you I love you, it doesn’t mean I expect you to say it in return. I can love you without your permission. I can love you without you feeling the same way. You should feel lucky I chose to love you. Not everyone gets so lucky.