I've been waiting for you to say anything
But you have not, and I'm going insane
I have seen you blush, and turn red
But I am only full with dread

Why dont you talk to me?
Why don't say what you see?
I guess I'll take the first few
Just to say this is totally new

Why haven't I said said How I feel about you?
I guess I'm trying to see if this is true.
Do you really love each other?
Would we be good with one another?

Why would it take so terribly long
How should we know who's right, who's Wrong.
This is something i cannot express
For I see I'm such a mess.

A fourteen year old
Doing what she's been told
I feel so weak, do you?
I want you to know, I, I love you

Yumi's been writing this poems for awhile now and kept them, in a scrapbook, she would finally say the words to him. Finally. she felt as of she would almost die to say the three words. I love you. Almost.
"I give up!" Yumi yelled to herself placing her now last poem into her scrapbook, but noticed she's said this before "For now" She added. She went downstairs to see her parents fighting once again. Only filling her heart with more pain