I need to say it.
I need you to hear it.

But the words are locked away,
Voiceless—
Trapped behind a cage
That only truth can unlock.

If I release them,
Will you truly hear?

Will I cradle your heart
With love and care?
Or will it slip through my fingers,
Shatter like glass,
And scatter
Into a million pieces on the floor?

Either way,
The outcome is unknown.

But at least—
At least I showed you my heart.

And that has to count for something.

...
Right?