-short but sweet-

I was eating pizza in the camp dining hall the first time Roger told me he loves me. As he was walking past me, he stopped and whispered something in my ear. Seriously- the world went black for just a second and I wasn’t sure he’d really said what I thought. Instead of a sweet “I love you too” I said, “What did you say?” And then he went and sat down at a table behind me where he couldn’t see my face, and wondered for the rest of the meal what I was thinking.


one time
you looked at me
and there was a strange shifting of my tectonic plates
the world around me turned, briefly, to shades of grey
and then
you were gone
and I couldn’t bring myself to look at you

that was the first time you said I love you.


disclaimer: I really don’t know much about tectonic plates, but when I was writing this, that was the analogy that came to mind. So I googled it. And it was a good description of what was happening inside me at the time. So I kept it.


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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