"I know you do." It takes hearing it now, with his words, for her to understand she's known it since he came back. Maybe not that exact sentiment. Maybe not in any way she could explain, or put to words herself. But she's known that when given the chance to go, he came back. He wanted to be here.
It's close enough to what he's saying now. It means just as much. And she understands not being able to say it. She's skated around it herself, said everything but the three specific words she really means.
But she's learned, through him, that sometimes there aren't words, or they aren't needed.
And sometimes they are.
"I meant what I said in that text." She kisses him again, just a fleeting press of her mouth to his. "I know you weren't meant to see it but it's the truth. I am happy, here with you. I'll tell you again tomorrow."
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Date: 2014-02-09 05:09 am (UTC)It's close enough to what he's saying now. It means just as much. And she understands not being able to say it. She's skated around it herself, said everything but the three specific words she really means.
But she's learned, through him, that sometimes there aren't words, or they aren't needed.
And sometimes they are.
"I meant what I said in that text." She kisses him again, just a fleeting press of her mouth to his. "I know you weren't meant to see it but it's the truth. I am happy, here with you. I'll tell you again tomorrow."