What if I told you I love you more than myself?
What if I gave you my heart in exchange for yours?
What if we could live together away from prying eyes?
Would you say you love me back?
Would you give me your heart?
Would you live with me?
Or would it all be pointless?
A show of my weakness.
A piteous display.
Best not to find out.
No one gets hurt that way.
And I can still dream.