Flo brings me beer.

I love Flo.

I don't tell my closest friend
I love 'em.

In 7 years of being told I was loved by my ex
Of actually loving and being in love
I never said... actually said "it"

My Mother, who tells me she loves me every chance she gets,
who could easily embody the very essence of love
who is sickly, and emaciated, and dying of ovarian cancer,

has only heard me use the word once,
mumbled as she was taken away to emergency surgery

hear me now.

I love Flo.