Say it. They are just three words.
Come on. Get your courage. Say it first.
Say it. You know me so long,
it’s unthinkable to get you wrong.
Say it. I know you feel it anyway.
Is it so difficult to look at me and say…
… what I desperately need to tell.
But I won’t be first. I’d rather burn in Hell.
author: ©Sabina Braycheva