Scared to utter those three little words
Though I feel it with every fiber of my being.
Growing up and watching people break each other's bones
Made my soul weary; she was always grieving.
I've promised myself that I will let you know
The notion that "its easy to say" is oh so deceiving.
I have seen many others toss the phrase to and fro
But darling, I promise, every "I love you" will bare the deepest of meanings.
