you don't have to actually say "I love you" because I feel it in the wet of your tears as we say goodbye and I know how it is torture to be in love and come and go i have a new way of breathing and a new way of believing in things that i cannot see this rhythm of up and down in and out, where we are becoming one soul and all the scars that burned in my heart are healing with the new skin of messy wonderful y o u