Do You Believe?

And as I looked in the mirror,
I saw my whole life bleeding out of my heart.
All the meaningful words I had ever spoken
Rushed out and surrounded me.
I looked at my lifeline of words and letters.
And behold one sentence I had not yet spoken nor even whispered.
It was my final goodbye to you.
Just one last goodbye, and nothing more.
And as I looked in the mirror, looking at my life bleed out.
I turned to you and spoke with a withered whisper.
A whisper that etched itself through the air to reach you.
Just three words, three words whispered.
Do you believe?