say i love you, kid. say it. scream it. put your head out the window of her car and scream it. say it often, but do not let it lose its meaning. say it when you need to, not when its only what they want to hear. say it when you mean it, say it when it comes from the pit in your stomach where, if you dug any further, you would be physically pulling your heart right out. say i love you, kid. say it. scream it. tell them, tell her. don't wear it out. say it from the darkest blue in your favorite song. say it from the lightest pink you can see in the sky. say i love you kids, say it not to hear it back, but to remind them. let your love grow, and do not let just anybody into your secret garden. after all, it is our little secret. let the flowers become tall and let them drape over your walls for everybody to see and when somebody comes and tries to pick those flowers for themselves, do not let them. do not let them make you any less beautiful than you already are. because saying i love you, kids, is what we all need. say i love you, kid. tell them, tell her. say it. scream it.  because when you know that nobody said i love you, you can see their flowers. their flowers are not for themselves anymore, they are for all to see. they are the ones that pour out of your veins and on to the bathroom floor. so kid, say it. say i love you.