i cannot tell you how i feel
of what’s down deep inside
i cannot convey in any way
all that i try to hide
i cannot tell what or why
it’s so in fancy prose
i cannot confess this emotional mess
these dizzy highs and lows
i cannot tell you what i want
or how much you mean to me
how i need to hold you tight
how only you can set me free
i cannot tell you how much i care
these things i cannot show
i cannot say i want to hold you
and never let you go
i cannot tell you how much i need you
and that i want to hold you close
i cannot say that you’ve changed my life
and to me that matters most
i cannot tell you where my heads at
not what, when, why or how
i cannot say how much i love you
and that i wish i was with you now
i cannot tell you how i ache
i cannot tell you all i want to say
i cannot tell you how much i miss you
because you’re so far away
so many things that i cannot say
countless things that i cannot do
when what i simply want to tell you is
i cannot stop this love i feel for you!
they won’t let me write a love song
or let me tell you what is real
they just tell me that it’s all wrong
they won’t let me tell you how i feel
they won’t let me sing a love song
they won’t let me scream or curse
they won’t let me pour my heart out to you
in semi jagged verse
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Brenton F
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Piercingly beautiful! I have a theory that ‘love’ doesn’t exist. That it’s just a fleeting feeling and after it’s just an attachment, a devotion, and a habit. And when it’s gone, we’re all in mess. It’s just not worth it. But that just my opinion for now, although many times I wouldn’t want to change it at all. Love hurts. Period.