Three words that should be easy to say right? Well they are easy when you don’t mean them But when you do, it’s like a war inside you And it’s the hardest thing to ever do
Thoughts of denial and being outcasted The fear of rejection and laughter These build up as you look at the one you wish to say them to And you realize simply that it just takes two seconds
Two seconds that can either make or break your world Two seconds that can build you up or shatter you to the ground And yet you pray that it’s received You pray that the words are reciprocated
Those two seconds can feel like an eternity And the second after can make you regret ever saying them The fear can build so great that the words never come out Or it builds so much that the words turn to a plague
A plague in which the fear takes hold And once the words are uttered You have instant regret and shame So much that you run and hide
Let not the fears of these words control you For if you just take a moment and breath It might become easier to pass them out And finally say them to the one they are truly meant for
The one that those words built so much fear The one with whom they are mutual The one in which will smile and feel relief For they too had difficulty saying
I love you
Reciprocated in this phrase means respond to (a gesture or action) by making a corresponding one.