It was always there
You always said it
Not in those words
Not how I needed to hear it
But in your own tongue
You said it when my hands were cold
And you blew on them to warm my fingers
You said it when you awoke to my anxiety
And rubbed my back to soothe me
You said it when you saw me in pain
And brought me ice and medicine
It was not “I love you”
But that’s really what you meant
“How was your day"
“I’ve always liked your nose”
“There’s always tomorrow”
“Do you need a squeeze”
Sometimes you said it in the silence
Listening with full attention
When I described something
Some aspect of a project
A new bit of knowledge I’d found
Even when you might not really care
It could be loudest in what you didn’t say
You never told me to stop talking
Or I embarrassed you
You never told me I was bad at kissing
Or I was terrible in bed
You never said I was the problem
Or I was hard to love
When I came home and found you
Deep in sourdough
After my devastating break-up
With gluten
You went outside in the cold to eat
I didn’t ask but you knew
The words I desperately sought
May have never come in my native tongue
But it’s not like you never said them
You said them
It just took me a long time to hear
I love you
Was what you were saying all along