Pacing back and forth
Thoughts of you
Race through my clouded mind
Interrupting my sanity

Unspoken words
Litter my wilted tongue
Like a plague spreading
In a barren land

Three little words
Hesitate to leap from my lips
As they look both ways
Before crossing

Then it happens
Like a damn breaking
With all its glory
The words punish my ears

Gallivanting in space
Before colliding
With the walls of my emotions
Tearing them to shambles

Hitting me like an EMP
I rock on my feet
While my senses shut down
Leaving me fuzzy and cold

An image drifts into view
Golden hair and sapphire eyes
Pulling me back to reality
I feel myself reboot

Something is different
I don’t feel myself this time
There is something inside me
That wasn’t there before

A filthy feeling of lust
Love of some shape or form
And anger boiling
In the pit of my stomach

I’m sick of myself
Myself is sick
I’ve contracted a virus
That you’ve infected me with

No medicine on the planet
Can cure what I have
Its powers are otherworldly
More important than life

A disgusting infectious emotion
Defying time and altering worlds
All it took was three little words
To start this epidemic

…and three more to stop it

…but you’ll never say them.