in plain sight.

our i love yous are tucked into hot meals.

placed into bowls of fruit.

braided into our hair. oiled into our scalps.

folded in the curfews. in the nos to sleepovers.

wrapped in the christmas and birthday gifts they said we wouldn’t get.

poured into the cups of ginger tea and mixed into the vicks vapour rubs on our chests.

our i love yous felt different. smelled, tasted and looked different. but they were always there. always warm. always woven into every thread of time shared and given. always in the air.