Three Little Words
Why do I say so little, when I want to say so much?
Three little words can make us think as such.
I always thought of you as bright, talented, well reserved.
And you were the first to call me beautiful, which was something I never thought I deserved.
It was you who changed my world when the flowers bloomed.
Then soon I had realized I poured my heart out to you.
Those three little words.
So soft, so sweet.
Those moments when we spoke about what was once our feelings made the color of rose come up into my cheeks.
Such sweet words, music to my ears like a song ...