I knew I’d never have the courage to say it to you.
I knew you never wanted to hear it.
Even though you knew I was dying to let those words slip from my lips.

On cold lonely nights when you had work the next day,
I’d tell you I was at the playground thinking
But the wanderer that lives within me would guide the lover that I am into a dark cave
And there she’d shout; Scream it at the top of my lungs.

I love you.

As I spent hours a day longing to say 3 words to you,
I’d spend those same hours at night listening to the faint voice cure my desperation.

Such satisfaction would help me through the days because at night I knew that the cave would do something you may never..
Say ‘I love you’ back.

I grew an obsession with this echo
And the more I fell in love with you,
the louder the echo loved me too.

-YB