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If I close my eyes tight enough
I can see you again
Laying next to me for the first time
So many things jumping around in my head
And I still lack the courage to say them
I want to just yell them out
To tell you all the things I love about you
But silence still goes on
Fear grips me… fear of what, I don’t know
Fear that if I admit how much I care you will run away?
Fear of letting you in totally?
Fear of letting you be part of day to day life.
But these things are happening all on their own
Still silence wins
My voice is stolen
My throat closes tight
At night a silent tear falls
For the things I can’t do
Things I never said
Its happened in the past
That I never got a chance to say them again
I show through little things
Each having their own meaning

Poke on the nose= You look so cute
Scratch up and down your chest= You look sexy
Head on your chest= You’re wonderful
Rub my nose to yours= You drive me crazy
Hand on your cheek= I’m falling in love with you
Kiss your chest= I want you
Fingers trace your face= You’re so hansom

I can’t… say them
I can’t just tell you
I have to pray that you understand it all
And hope that my silence wont be the very thing that destroys it all.
©2007-2010 ~LiftedUpByAngels
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"these things I'll never say"

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:icontoop:
I catch myself doing this all of the time, all of the words could be so simple, but are almost impossible to just let them out. :)

What is "these things I'll never say"? An alternate title?

--
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
:iconliftedupbyangels:
These things I'll never say is a song that I told the person this was written for had reminded me of them.

--
Do not stand at my grave a weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die!
:icontoop:
Ah I see. That sentence is completely crazy! :crazy: :D

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I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

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