The words flooding, filling it to the brim, flowing over
I want to tell you...everything
...you are everything to me.
I write....for I cannot make the words come over my lips
they all freeze in my pallet, stiffen my tongue
There, in front of me, you are
waiting
anticipating
lingering
curious
...disappointed
Yet,
everything
...you are everything to me.
I write...for the words that should come from my mouth are instead
spilling from my fingertips
I often am like this myself not in a love sense but I can't talk to people properly not very good at socialising (of course this has nothing to do with your poem) but Often I can't get the words out of my mouth but I can just pour my heart out typing it is just far more simpler to me like when I was back in school if the teacher had asked me a question for some reason I couldn't answer not because it was hard nothing like that more it was like I was frozen in place my mouth was frozen I just couldn't say anything I find everything easier just writing/typing than actually talking sometimes what I think I can express what I really mean but when I type I sot of can
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