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I close my eyes and see that I’ve fallen.

I’ve fallen for her eyes, her smile, her friendship, and her touch.

I want to say the words, but I’m scared.



Scared to ruin such wonderful perfection that no artist could paint,

Nor writer describes.

Something so powerful the connection came naturally.

I want to say the words.



Kindness, Trust, Honesty, already knowing about my past and working forward to a future.

I want to say the words.



Someone who gave me faith to believe in people again.

Someone who encourages my dreams, my goals.

I want to say the words.



My heart skips a beat.

I have a reason to live, to breathe, and to create.

I am empowered by her beauty, both inside and out.

I want to say the words.



We speak without verbalizing, at times often just smiles.

Little comments, long conversations.  Only the two of us know.

I want to say the words.



I opened my heart, my soul, and my mind to something different.

Following my newly accepted path.

Life, no longer, dying to die, but dying to live, to serve, to be free.

I want to say the words.



Every night I go to sleep in the pleasure of her arms, and in the morning I am secure in the thought

Of her waking up beside me.

I want to say the words.



Three words not to be taken lightly.

Three words so powerful I am cautious even as they enter my mind,

My heart, my soul to come out of my mouth.

I want to say the words.



Silently I take a deep breath and then another and another.

My heart speeds up.

My hands shake slightly.

I think tonight will I risk it?

Will I do what I wanted for days now?

I want to say the words.



I want to look her in the eyes. Candle lit room.  Happiness in the air.

A peace deeper than anything imaginable.

A calmness and certainty never before felt.

I want to tell her.

I want,  no need to tell her how I feel.

I want to say the word I love you knowing exactly how it is I truly feel.