I took the first step in hopefully a wonderful and beautiful journey. This step...this so difficult motion...I almost didn't do it. I almost remained silent, almost watched what I care for walk by. I stepped though. I yelled for you as I put my foot down.

I am scared though. Perhaps as much as you. I may seem strong, but in the inside, I am hollow.

What I feel for you is keeping me going. Please do not analyze, dissect, tear apart, question what you will now do. Just do. If you wait too long, it may be too late.

I am trying. Trying to help you open the door.
It can be terrifying.

I am also afraid I may have expressed what I shouldn't have. I am afraid I told you something you didn't want to hear. Am I wrong? I hope not, for I would like to tell you so much more.

What are we waiting for?

Three words guide my actions. Three powerful and yet destructive words.

I am scared to say them.