And so many times he had left her.
Just to break her heart once more.
She wanted him to stop.
Then he said those words that he said, so many times before.

I love you.
Three small words.
It feels so nice.
The feelings run around in you like an herd.

Fear is another strong feeling.
One that many use as often as "I Love's".
But fear is something that's always true.
No fabrications, it's not a thousand doves.

But both can be equally terrible.
But only one of them can be beautiful.
Fear on the other hand.
Never use it, it is awful.