Time to Say ...
You say you needed to hear me say it before I could ...
but I wasn't ready.
I felt it though.
You and I had just begun ...
to be an "us."
It seemed so simple then,
before us nary a challenge,
except one: what to say, how to react
when folks mistook us for father and daughter.
Did we ever figure that out?
You know what?
As upsetting at times as it may have seemed ...
I think we revelled in it.
Bold but not unprecedented ...
an older man loves a much younger woman,
but perplexing was how a much younger woman
could love me?
That confounded me, even troubled me at times.
So when you said "I love you" it made me feel special.
It really did!
But I knew something then you may not have known yet.
No fault of your own.
Just a matter of time.
to show you "I love you."
I held those words back ...
because I feared they'd
be cheapened if I could not back them up with deeds.
And I wanted to give you only the very best I could ...
because it was
and that meant everything to me and ...
Because you were ready, but
I was not.
My words I wanted to utter,
only when it was right,
but like all things for which there comes a time ....
now it is ...