lesly garza


Three Little Words


Three Little Words
These three words you have heard, experienced and said
And these same three words have once been said to you
When you hear these words coming in your direction
I know you may have doubts
Debating weather or not the meaning is true
Who ever knew these three little words could have so much power
Everlasting meaning
Within these words are honesty and emotion
Three little words, at the same time
Strong
Sensitive
Delightful
And equally
Deceiving
Painful and
Depressing
The mystery behind these words are complex
It gives pleasure
And at the same time uncertainty
These three little words…
I love you…

Submitted: Sunday, March 16, 2008
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  • Dislocated Heart (3/16/2008 4:29:00 PM)

    Well writen, and very true.. Great poem.
    i like how you wrote it. every little part is true..
    love can mean so much.. but some take things for granted.. (Report) Reply

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