Today,
You spoke those oh so divine words.
The one's I'd been longing to hear,
Alas, directed towards me.

I asked you of what your mind,
Was so thoroughly focused upon,
And you grinned in skepticism.
At that point I knew.

I knew you were going to articulate,
Those words I'd die to hear.
And I swore that I wanted to hear them.
Until you finally surrendered.

"I was thinking about...
How much I love you," You said.  
My reply, "Good.
Because I was thinking about the same thing."

"I love you too."

I knew I should have told you,
The second I saw you today.
But, as you were,
I was skeptical.

Wrongly so,
For I knew it was my destiny,
To tell you on that day...
Regardless of your reply.

I was afraid it was too early,
But now I realize,
It was almost too late.
It was too late.

I should have told you,
As soon as I knew.
It may have solved everything.
But I didn't.

For that, I apologize.
But I vow to love you,
Until there is not a drop of love,
To be found on this Earth.

Until then,
I will search the morning dew,
Every rain cloud,
And every puddle...

I love you.
It was too late to be early.
Yet, nonetheless,
I mean all three words.