There's something in my heart,
growing and deepening everyday.
You may not see it but I can feel it,
I just don't know what to say.

Will it be thrown back in my face?
Or will it be taken with joy?
Will it be taken with silence,
or will it, in your eyes, be too soon?

Whether to say it I do not know.
Will you reject it, but this you won't show.
Is it too soon or is it just right?
Should I say it to you tonight?

They may not be many words,
but strangely they mean a lot.
And it is these three words,
I want to say to you,
that you cannot stop.
I Love You.


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