Vertigo

If I will never see you face again
and I'll never hear your voice,
is this the right moment to say
all those things I never dared.

You know that I'm a coward
because you were the height I was afraid of.
I stood on your edges
and prayed you wouldn't move.

Is now the time
to scream that I love you.
Listen hopeful for an echo 
before I hit the ground?