I whisper like a brick coming through your bedroom window.
I stretch out in the shadows of your room because I fear the morning light.
I breathe in what you exhale and I glisten like your teary eyes.
I aggravate your calm and cause the chills that wrap around your bones.
I linger when you beg to be alone.
But I mean not to do any of these things, they are beyond my control.
For this is my expression of love, this is my offering of everything I am.
I don't blame you for not wanting to embrace it.
I just wish you would tell me, instead of falling asleep in my arms.