I Might

The urge for you to know is starting to get overwhelming…

I've got an angel on one shoulder, telling me to bide my time, bolster our friendship. Love you, yes, but in a way that's compatible with our current situation… At least until the situation changes.

And another angel (no devils here…) on the other shoulder warning me of ticking clocks and lost opportunities. Reminding me that life is fragile, and it would be a shame if you never knew.

Of course, truth is that I need to make that decision myself.

Truth is, it might just slip out of me, regardless.

Even if we then go along with the first angel's advice.

Because then… at least you would know.

You would know.

That I love you.