Unspoken Love
We talk a lot,
But it's a though,
I never say nothing,
'cause they aren't what I want to say.
But I blame myself,
I think and think and think,
Call me tinker bell.
These feelings,
Have been sailing,
Through the turbulent oceans,
Of my mind.
You're my lullaby,
And the thought of you,
Is my cockcrow at dawn.
With you,
Is my favorite place to be,
you're right at the top,
Of my bucket list,
And I'll tell you all this tomorrow,
But tomorrow is a castle in the air.
I fear telling you,
Will melt away whatever we are,
And yet if I don't,
I fear the worse;
Losing you to another.
But if you speak the language,
Of my heart,
Please say hello,
for I wish this was Love,
But no, not even close;
This is an obsession.
©TheUltimate