Words

Words just don't come easy, you feel certain this is true... those feelings deep inside your heart cannot be expressed by you You're sure that with your meager words there is no way you can reveal the things you want to say to me, to let me know the way you feel, "I must think on this some more, just give me time ", your plea I hear "for with great thought and meditation, I'll find the words to tell you, Dear." You hide behind the laughter making light of deeper things, and borrow words from someone else, quoting songs that others sing. You're sure for me it's easier, for me the words are always there; there's no way under the bright blue sky you could ever hope to compare. But you do not know the struggle that goes on inside my head, to find the words I want to say, just the way I want them said. I toss words here, I toss words there, on and on my lines unfold, and still I feel I've come up short, half my feelings left untold. So never underestimate the power your words hold; the grip they put upon my heart the moment they are told. I marvel every time you find them, each time they touch my heart anew, how you can say exactly how I feel, though you utter just a chosen few. Written October 26th, 2001 © on Oct 26 2001 03:04 AM PST   0 • 10