I remember the first time she said it.

The first time she said it.

by Jude Kyrie

 I remember the first time she said it.
I was fixing a bike for the kid upstairs.
It was in a soft voice almost a whisper.
Shesaid " I love you honey."
I was dumbfounded.
Getting oil from the bikechain
all over my shirt.

Say it again I whispered
please say it again.
"I love you" she uttered quietly.
 I looked at her so unsure ofherself
almost quivering in fear
of my unknown response.

But there was something about her
that grasped my heart
and I knew I would want
to hear her say it forever.

Then she got braver
I Love You. I Love You, I Loveyou
she shouted at full voice.
 Like the words had been on her tongue
for a long time.
 waiting to be said.
 waiting to be heard