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Those three small words are on the tip of my tongue.

I love you.

I want to say them, but I know I shouldn’t.

I want you to know, but I know it will hurt.

I hope the hurt will be worth it.

The pain will sneak up on you

and by the time you realize what happened

it will be too late.

I don’t want you to waste your tears on me,

you’ve used too many already.

You say I make you happy,

which will only worsen the heart break.

Is it true?

That it is better to have love and lost than to have never loved at all?

You’ll have to tell me,

when you are hurting because of me,

no longer wanting me to wipe away the tears

you’re crying because of me.

I want to tell you all that I’m feeling,

But not yet.

I want to spill all my secrets,

But not yet.

I want to promise you everything.

I want to promise you happiness.

I want to promise you forever.

But I can’t,

not without lying to you

hurting you

making empty promises that will eventually mean nothing.

I wish I could fill them

make them count

give you everything that you deserve.

But I can’t.

I’m sorry

There are so many things I don’t want to do:

Hurt you

Make you cry

Break your heart

But most of all

I don’t want to lose you.

I’m scared

I can’t lose you

Not yet.