The Only Words Remembered

Words, thoughts, speeches,
Whole conversations planned out.
Many scenario types,
All covered and ready.
Dreaming of saying those exact words to them,
Only for the opportunity to never arrive.
Or for those words you have said to yourself millions of times,
To escape you.
Anger, worry, shock,
All pulse through your veins.

Heartbeat's picking up,
Showing on you're cheeks.
Wanting to say so many words,
Explain so many things.
Details,
All of it escapes you, but three words.
Eight letters,
Three syllables.
Five vowels,
Three consonants.

Having nothing else to say,
Having nothing to lose at this point.
The words crawl out of you.
You could say it louder,
What's the difference?
What's that?

Yeah, that's what i thought.

I love you