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I've been discovering a lot lately.. in words people say to each other, across inches and decades of miles we only have so many words of love inside I'm inclined to think from birth and we can let them forth, giddy and unchecked, and never get them back again once spent, that's it. I feel like Ive said some things in time, that maybe were meant for someone else down the line and I don't know what to do I've said a lot already maybe too much

and what I've heard has me thinking how we sometimes let things go and regret it later how we sometimes wish, that our words would check out at the door agree to a curfew and take a cellphone with them and that cute guy they're out with, how we wish we could trust him to remain innocent but we cant

some say love is blind I want it shot, deaf and dumb, tied to a chair and bleeding but I will put my knives away leave them glinting in the darkness I only want to pound something because I'm mad at myself and powerless to change

some have written on love the whole world, one could guess a few scribblings to each at least the heart would write novels if it were able farbeit for me to add to the fray with fiery words of passion that will fade pass to ash and become dust in my mouth I've heard many things, that love is blind that love is fair, that love is all I need and I admit, I'm not the most experienced not enough to speak, no but I am enough to listen through the mindless reckless voices of this earth I listened to you

and I couldn't shake from me the words you said each spoken quiet, from an honest heart one that was gold in its gentle spirit and with them came a realization, of something lost upon this world we are born with these words inside us words of love and devotion to give away and each one worth all the treasure of a thousand lifetimes once spoken...

you told me in the quiet that I was special, loved alone among many that I was yours, no distance to sever and I counted myself lucky lucky like the heavens themselves had been signed over in my name and my wings strapped on lucky like the sea between us had just parted like my prison bars just fell away, this day. I knew that I was yours, and to be so felt so right fit within everything I am and made me whole I knew your words helped me awoke in me my quiet answers to them of thanks and belonging and joy and hope and every future we could find before our feet plans to walk them all together, and knowing nothing more mattered apart from that I knew my words trembled and fell shakily amongst the grass and flowers that circled perpetual, at your feet but that was alright you were content with my frailties and nothing more was all you wanted you and I were everything and enough and all we were was what we were supposed to be

these words burn brightly in the grate from flame to ember beneath the irons and I search my heart for what I have still these words have gone out like new wine poured and thrown the cork away unneeded, the best first they fell on you, a harvest field fertile 'neath the midday sun it shone and I was summer in your eyes bringing the change of seasons on my wing but you saw the calendar page turn before I did numbered each day like counting each heartbeat and in the space between them were sudden miles and empty dust and me, coughing, saying your name over and over again in your wake until it meant something to me willing you to speak again to fill the silence with your soft voice utter anything at all except these words

I've been realizing a lot lately.. in words people say to each other, across inches and decades of miles we only have so many words of love inside from birth we set them forth, giddy and unchecked, and never get them back spend them like bitter water after new wine I feel like Ive said some things in time, that were not meant to be mine they were bound for someone else and I don't know what to do I've said a lot already I've said too much to you