"I love you"

Take those words with a grain of salt "I love you" until my eyes swell with tears "I love you" until I make a mistake "I love you" until you realize you only love the quiet mornings the sensual evenings and the peaceful nights love isn't sweet gestures even when the days are bad love is conditional straining every bone and muscle climbing a ladder of standards that I could never meet I'm picking pieces of you from thin air painting a portrait of myself to your direct image Take those words with a grain of salt as you never know if they only crave an idea.