I never thought I'd say the words.
The three words that make you more vulnerable than any binds that constrict.
And I hate being vulnerable.
I always watch my six.
But right now I'm only watching you.
You're just as broken as me.
But you're as beautiful as ever.
Maybe that's why I want to say the words.
So, every night I wait for the darkness to cover us.
And I remove every phone from the room.
And I bury myself in your warmth.
And I wait for sleep to take you away.
Then I lean into your right ear.
The ear scarred by our war.
And I whisper the three words.
The words that I finally feel.
And the words that you'll never hear.