Secrets rush out of a hushed mouth...
Like blood from a violent cut...
Things unknown...
Stuff untold...
What you need to hear...
I wonder how you'll react...
Accept...
Deny...
Or even ignore this love of mine...
Maybe you're too good for me...
Your perfect little self...
But that night...
I still said those words...
Even though after I poured those words from my heart to you...
You denied any feeling you felt and just said sorry...
But I still said those words as I took my last breathe...
I love you...