to use the words that you fell asleep to
to write you a love song but
every time i tried
my fingers froze up.
i failed the test of describing you
in a paragraph
in a sentence
in a word
there is nothing in my head adequate enough
to describe how you look
on the train station platform
when you smile at me.
i can tell you that
my heart climbs into my throat and
my body prickles with heat and
everything disappears, for just a moment, but
the thing i cannot describe
your mouth caresses my name
like it’s the most beautiful sound
it’ll ever know,
like it understands me perfectly,
you are not made of verses.
you have no meter.
you are not written in stanzas
that i understand
and i find myself captivated
at how beautifully complex
your language is.
you say i’m the mesmerizing one, but, baby,
you've stumped me.
you have left a girl,
a person who wants to build their life
as a writer, it'll feel dirty! :b but i might do it anyway.
Ignore my horrifying typo, good God.
if only I was able to tell him this
because these are the words I would use
if only he could hear me.
now I'm ass deep in melancholy - but totally worth it
you've put so much of yourself into this, so much of your heart and soul that the reader can almost hear you saying this instead of typing it.
This is magnificent and beautiful way to go.