murmur

❝ there’s a phrase in my head and it goes like this

do you love me do you love me do you love me do you love me

i am full up of wanting right to the brim
overflowing, overcome, overwrought, and undone
my cup runneth over and i can't hold it back
always and forever and again and again
i suffer the constant refrain

do you love me do you love me do you love me do you love me

sometimes,
faint and hollow and hallowing,
i hear

yes, i love you, yes, you are loved, yes, love, yes, love, yes ❞