A Million Times Poem by Mackenzie Scholte

I could've said it,
A million times by now
Whispered through the dark,
Long coils of a telephone cord
Yelled across the crowded room,
With emotions unveiled,
For everyone to see
...But I haven't,
Not yet,
I can't tell why....
What is it that stops me?
Why does my breath
Catch in my throat,
Every time I get the nerve
To attempt?
Am I hesitant because
When I say these words,
I can't ever take them back?
Afraid of the power,
That I know I could possess?
I am Scared of these words...
They Make
and Break